Letting My Brother's Best Friend Take My V-Card

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JOSH - MONDAY MORNING

Mondays were always the worst. Asha was unusually grumpy, the traffic was a nightmare, and I felt like I hadn't gotten more than three hours of solid sleep. Still, we made it to school on time.

As I walked through the brightly decorated hallways, I kept my head low, trying to avoid any unnecessary interaction with her.

I dropped Asha off at her classroom, kneeling down to smooth her hair and kiss her.

I turned to leave, breathing a small sigh of relief as I thought I'd escaped unnoticed. But just as I reached the door, I walked straight into someone.

"Whoa!" Vivian exclaimed, stumbling back slightly before regaining her balance.

"Sorry," I muttered, looking down at her.

Her hazel eyes blinked up at me, and she gave a small, awkward smile. "Hi."

"Hi," I replied, scratching the back of my neck, suddenly feeling about as smooth as a teenager.

We both chuckled nervously and for a moment, it was just us standing there in very uncomfortable silence.

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"Well," I said finally, pointing vaguely toward the hallway. "See ya."

said, nodding and adjusting her glasses up the bridge

turned and walked briskly down the hall, feeling her eyes on my back until I was out

still racing, though I couldn't figure out why. Sliding

wrong with me?" I muttered, my voice

I hadn't seen her

cutting through my self-deprecating thoughts. Without looking at the screen, I

The voice on the other end was calm,

tone. "Is-uh, is it a good time to

gripped the steering wheel tighter. "Yeah. Yeah, it's fine. Is

call is to address that we haven't received feedback about Laura's end-of-life wishes. I want to

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enough brain

recent placement of the feeding tube was successful and without issues.

complications."

though someone had wrapped a vice around my ribs. My breaths came faster,

I swallowed hard, my throat suddenly dry. "I'll

Harrington replied. "Take your time, Mr. Saunders. We're here if you have any

before

steering wheel with both hands, forcing myself to focus on breathing. In through my nose. Out through my mouth. My vision blurred for a moment, but I blinked it

making me jump. I turned my head sharply to see Vivian standing

rolling the window

held up my wallet.

at her, my thoughts still jumbled. "Thanks," I said,

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