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

PART 2 CHAPTER 124

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PART 2 - CHAPTER 124

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I stared at my phone, willing it to buzz again. Come on, Luke. My fingers drummed nervously on the handle of my suitcase as people streamed past me.

The screen stayed stubbornly blank, and the knot in my stomach tightened. What if he forgot?

What if this weekend was as much of a mess as everything else had been lately?

Bzzzzz. My heart leaped, but when I glanced down, my

excitement fizzled. It wasn't Luke-it was an unknown number. I hesitated, biting my lip. Who could it be? Another wave of anxiety washed over me. With a sigh, I hit accept, resting the phone against my ear, my stomach churning. "Hello?"

"Hi Jessica, this is Jocelyn. Luke wanted me to tell you that I've arranged a car to pick you up because he had a last-minute meeting to attend."

My grip tightened on the phone, veins pulsing in my temples. Jocelyn. Of course, it was her. I didn't know whether to laugh or

scream.

"The driver should be there in the next one to two hours," she continued, her voice annoyingly sweet, like she thought she was doing me a favor. "So sorry about that, but traffic is a bit rough."

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A car? Two more hours? Last-minute meeting? This supposed to be our weekend-the one we'd been planning together. Why the hell couldn't he be here for me?

I wanted to tell her to shove her car, her traffic excuses, and her last-minute meeting where the sun didn't shine, but instead, I inhaled deeply, forcing myself to focus. "What's the address?" I asked, my voice steadied by sheer will, even as my hands shook. Jocelyn rattled off the address like she was reading a menu. I hurriedly typed it into my phone, my fingers moving faster than my brain could process. Why didn't Luke care enough to do this himself?

"Thanks," I muttered, cutting the call before she could say anything else. I didn't even bother pretending to be polite.

I stared down at my phone, mind racing. There was no way I was waiting for another two hours in this airport.

Against my better judgment, I pulled up the ride-sharing app and booked a car. Screw Luke's last-minute meeting and Jocelyn's stupid delay. I didn't need to be an afterthought.

A few minutes later, the confirmation buzzed on my phone. My ride would be here in ten minutes. Perfect.

I sank onto a nearby bench, my suitcase beside me, trying to focus on anything but the disappointment gnawing at my chest. I should've been excited to see Luke and to spend time together. Instead, I wanted to get on a plane and go back home.

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Another buzz.

Ugh, not again. I rolled my eyes-it wasn't from the ride-sharing app this time. It was Aiden.

Aiden: "Still waiting for him, aren't you?"

I let out a low groan, tempted to throw my phone across the airport terminal. Aiden was the last person I wanted to deal with right now.

The cab ride was uneventful, and for once, I wasn't afraid of getting a panic attack. I was too angry. The city blurred past like a watercolor painting as my irritation twisted tighter in my chest. Luke's "last-

minute meeting" echoed in my mind, Jocelyn's voice lingering like a bad aftertaste.

I pulled up in front of a towering high-rise-Luke's building. It stretched toward the sky, all sleek glass and steel, a statement of a lifestyle I didn't feel I belonged to. I grabbed my suitcase, thanked the driver, and stood there for a moment. Deep breaths.

Deep breaths.

I rolled my suitcase toward the front desk, where a woman in a crisp uniform sat.

"Hi there," she greeted me with a professional smile. "Where are you headed?"

I gave her Luke's name and his apartment number. What type of apartment building has a reception?

Her smile shifted, "Okay," she said, her amusement fading into

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business mode as she picked up the phone. "Let me just call up for you."

Call up for me? To what? Announce my arrival?

After what felt like an eternity, she hung up. "You can go up to the 23rd floor. His apartment is on the right."

"Thanks," I muttered, grabbing my suitcase and heading toward the elevators, ignoring the look she gave me. Like I was a bug, she wanted to step on.

I looked around me for a second. This place was much ncer than my dorm and I think Luke may have undersold his

apartment. He told me it was fine. This seems a hell of a lot more than fine.

I stopped in front of Luke's apartment door. Why the hell was I nervous to see my own boyfriend? I shook it off and knocked twice.

I heard rustling, and then the door latch flipped, and the door swung open...