Letting My Brother's Best Friend Take My V-Card (Jessie and Luke)

CHAPTER 72 JESS

The sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting an annoying, bright stripe across my face. I groaned, turning over to escape it, but the throbbing in my head wouldn't let me get comfortable.

My mouth was dry, and I felt like I'd swallowed a handful of sand. What a night. What a freaking disaster.

Last night was supposed to be about fun-my birthday, after all. I was happy Sam and Laura insisted on a hotel for the night help me forget all the crap that'd been happening. I could only imagine what it would have been like driving home for two hours after last night. But now, lying in the hotel bed, my body aching and head pounding, all I could feel was regret.

The worst part? I'd kissed Luke, or he kissed me. I pulled a pillow over my face - I was being a hypocrite. I know I wanted to kiss Luke. The memory hit me like a truck, and I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to block it out.

What the hell had I been thinking?noveldrama

Kissing Luke?

Telling Josh?

Oh, God, I told Josh. My stomach twisted, and I felt like I might be sick. Or it might be the alcohol, Either way, I didn't feel like

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losing the contents of my stomach right now, so I took a deep breath and held it until the feeling passed.

Why did I drink so much? Why did I let myself get pulled into Luke's gravity, knowing it would end in disaster? I rubbed my temples, pushing away the memories, but they wouldn't go. His hands were on my waist, and the way he looked at me made it look like he could read And then Laura and Josh and I just lost it. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" I mumbled into the pillow. The words just spilled out to Josh like a dam breaking. I'd ruined everything.

I groaned again, rolling over and burying my face in the pillow. Maybe I could forget if I just stayed here, buried under the covers. But the buzzing that had woken me in the first place came again, slicing through the haze of my headache. "Seriously?" I muttered, trying to dre "Ugh, what now?" I muttered, dragging myself out of bed. The room spun slightly as I stood, and I had to grip the side table and wall to keep myself upright. I glanced over at Sam and Laura. They were both out cold, and I didn't blame them. It had taken forever to get Laura I shuffled across the room, grumbling under my breath, "This better be room service." But when I yanked open the door, it wasn't a tray of food waiting for me.

It was Josh.

He looked like shit-his left eye swollen, a bruise spreading across his cheek, and a cut on his lip. I figured the other guy probably looked worse, but the other guy was probably Luke in

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this scenario. A pang of guilt hit me - it's my fault they fought. I was the one who outed Luke after I promised I never would, but I wasn't thinking. I only wanted Josh to feel the same hurt that Laura was feeling.

My stomach dropped. This wasn't just about last night anymore. This was about everything I'd said, everything I'd done.

"Josh..." I started, but the words stuck in my throat. What could I possibly say to fix this?

He didn't say anything, just stood there, staring at me with those tired, angry eyes. The silence stretched out, heavy and unbearable.

I was about to say something, but then his eyes snapped up, and he looked over my shoulder.

I turned to follow his line of sight and found Laura standing in the middle of the room, clutching the duvet tightly around her. Her face was still red and blotchy. The night of crying did not sit well the next morning. I saw her mouth go a little slack as she took in Josh's appeara I looked back at Josh, whose expression was filled with regret and maybe, maybe, longing. Who the hell was I kidding - I was still half drunk, dehydrated and trying to read facial expressions.

Part of me wanted to comfort him-he was my brother, after all -but another part remembered what he had done, and that urge faded real fast.

Taking a deep breath, I squared my shoulders, meeting his eyes. Without a word, I slowly began to close the door. His eyes

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widened slightly, a silent plea forming, but I couldn't let him in. Not now. Not like this.

The door clicked shut, and I leaned against it, exhaling shakily.

From behind, Laura's soft sobs began again...