Page 68 of My Best Friend's Brother

“It’s still a date.”

“Alright, Jessica. Let me grab some shit, and I’ll meet you here in five.”

Heading back into the house on a high, I tried to ignore the anxiety in my chest.

What am I doing?

I wasn’t the sort of guy that did dates, but I’d have said anything to see her smile like that. Ellie’s door was closed, so I headed into my room and chucked some stuff into a bag. Then, I went downstairs, locking the door behind me as I jogged back to Jessica’s car. She had the heaters on full whack, and she grinned as she typed away on her phone.

“Seriously, we need food,” I declared, throwing my bag into the boot.

“Ok.” Jessica smiled, putting the car into gear.

I couldn’t stop checking her out whilst she drove, and she kept laughing, her cheeks flushing when she caught me in the act.

“So, where’d you live?” I asked, and she exhaled.

“Not far from here. It’s just my dad and me.”

“Ah, right. Maybe he should meet my mum.” I laughed, and then we made eye contact. “No, you can’t be my damn stepsister.”

“Why?” She teased, sending me a flirtatious look.

“You want me to answer that? Seriously?” I asked darkly, and she shook her head.

“No. Absolutely not.”

“Is your dad cool with you having guys over?” I asked, hoping she said no, and that I was the only one that had ever been there.

“Carlisle stayed over all the time,” Jessica said, her voice hardening.

“Ah. The boyfriend.”

“Ex.”

“I’m not sorry to hear that,” I said, gazing out the window. “What made you split up?”

Jessica’s hands tensed around the wheel, and she took a deep breath, clearly struggling to compose herself.

“I found him in bed with another woman.”

Shit.

“Dick.”

I shook my head, glancing over at her.

“I still don’t understand how he got you anyway, sweetheart. You’re a fucking twenty, and he’s a five at best.”

“Logan, don’t lie to me,” Jessica sighed, and I frowned at her response. “I know he’s good-looking—”

“Hey, Jessica, I’m not lying. You’re stunning.”

She is, she really fucking is.

Something about her made me want to wrap her in my arms and fall asleep with her, protecting her, whilst the other part of me wanted to fuck her so bad my dick fell off.

“You’re horny”, she shot back, and her phone lit up on the dash, revealing a text message from Ted.

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