Jane’s POV

Brody was rough, and I liked it. A few minutes later, we were lying next to each other on his bed. He smelled great, and he had a bigger build compared to his brother, which made me feel safer in his arms.

“You can leave now,” he said.

I froze. “I have not yet spoken about why I really came here.”

Brody chuckled. “I don’t care about what you want. We’re done here.”

“You can’t just sleep with me and send me away like that.”

“I can, and I’m doing it.”

“You’re an asshole,” I told him.

“You didn’t say that when I was on top of you.”...