Chapter 60 Hands On My Body

• Britney Daniel shot another look in the mirror, her lips pursing at the sight in the back seat. Her big brother, Brandon, was sleeping like a baby, his face tucked against Ethan Asher’s neck, his hand clutching Ethan’s shirt as if afraid the man would disappear. Just sex, right. He looked so vulnerable, and it broke Britney's heart. Brandon deserved better than this cruel play with love.
• “So,” Britney said, breaking the silence. “Your relationship with my brother… what is it?”
• The billionaire’s face was obscured by shadows, the streetlights occasionally illuminating his sharp, dark eyes. “My relationship?” he repeated, a mocking undertone in his voice, as if the mere concept was ridiculous. Which was ironic, considering his hand was still cradling Brandon’s nape in a possessive grip. It was clear he didn’t want to let go of Brandon.