still blushing, but she quickly finds her composure. "So you didn't hear her say 'no' or 'stop''?"
"Nope, definitely not," Jude responds, flashing her his dimples. "The only thing I heard after the bitching were cries of pleasure."
"And how would you know what a woman sounds like when she's getting off?" I joke with him.
"Shut the fuck up!" my little brother snaps at me. "If you weren't such a whore then maybe you wouldn't be in this mess, charged with rape and shit!"
"That’s an excellent point, and he's agreed to stay away from women until the trial is over," Page tells my brother.
"Ha! Jax staying away from women? I give it less than a week!" Jude laughs. I have to admit that his guess is rather generous.
"Hey, I can easily stay away from women," I respond. "The problem is getting women to stay away from me ."
"Has he always been so...cocky?" Page scoffs loudly and asks Jude.
"You have no idea, sweetheart. Have you seen his apartment yet? There's wall to wall mirrors in that bitch so that at any given moment he can see his oversexed cock multiplied by infinity."
Page throws her head back and laughs. "You're adorable and freakin' hilarious. I bet you have to beat the girls back with a stick."
Was the ice princess actually flirting with my little brother? I was stunned and…jealous, which was nothing new.
"Trifling trashy cage cunts are always trying to hit this," Jude says, running his palms down his naked upper body, making Page giggle like a little girl again. "But unlike my bro, I'm looking for quality, you know, a beautiful classy woman like you, and not secondhand sluts bought in bulk. Jax has been fucking every skank that flashes a little tit or ass his way since before he could drive."
"Oh, please cut the bullshit before I knock your ass out," I groan, not happy with Jude telling Page about all of my sexual exploits, even though she basically knows as much. "Page, you can set up anywhere, then let me know when you’re ready and we can get the shit printed," I tell her. "Are you hungry?"
Her eyes finally leave Jude's to meet mine. "Sure, I could eat something. I had a busy day while you lounged at the pool."
"What a lazy ass," Jude mutters as he tries to punch me in the gut. "You going soft during your hiatus from the cage?"
"I can still take you," I say, dodging his fist, and nailing him in the side with mine.
"Ugh. Damn it," he grunts, clenching his ribs. "Yeah, you outweigh me by twenty pounds, and are three inches taller, asshole."
"Excuses," I counter, heading for the kitchen before I make my brother bleed.
…
Page
It's fun watching Jackson and Jude joke and tease each other. My brother and I have never been close, since he's six years older than me. When we were growing up Logan had been just as condescending to me as my father.
After Jackson told me that he and his brother were opposites, I hadn't expected them to look so much alike. They could pass as twins! I guess he was referring to their personalities, since Jude has the exact same dark hair, although almost completely shaved, and eerily similar midnight eyes. Jude seems happy and outgoing unlike his introverted, brooding brother. He's incredibly charming, probably able to make women swoon just by flashing his adorable dimpled smile. And I couldn't help but notice in his state of undress that, even though he's a little slimmer and a smidge shorter, Jude has the same rippling muscles as Jackson. The only attributes Jude lacked were his older sibling's cockiness and scorching hot natural swagger.
"You finished flirting with my brother?" Jackson asks when he strolls back into the living room.
"I wasn't flirting with your brother," I scoff, looking up from my laptop. "We've been working on formulating the most accurate wording for his affidavit." I can't help but smile as I remember some of Jude's more hilarious versions.
"Uh-huh. Ready to eat? Stuck-up rich girls like fajitas, right?" he asks snidely, crossing
"Nope, definitely not," Jude responds, flashing her his dimples. "The only thing I heard after the bitching were cries of pleasure."
"And how would you know what a woman sounds like when she's getting off?" I joke with him.
"Shut the fuck up!" my little brother snaps at me. "If you weren't such a whore then maybe you wouldn't be in this mess, charged with rape and shit!"
"That’s an excellent point, and he's agreed to stay away from women until the trial is over," Page tells my brother.
"Ha! Jax staying away from women? I give it less than a week!" Jude laughs. I have to admit that his guess is rather generous.
"Hey, I can easily stay away from women," I respond. "The problem is getting women to stay away from me ."
"Has he always been so...cocky?" Page scoffs loudly and asks Jude.
"You have no idea, sweetheart. Have you seen his apartment yet? There's wall to wall mirrors in that bitch so that at any given moment he can see his oversexed cock multiplied by infinity."
Page throws her head back and laughs. "You're adorable and freakin' hilarious. I bet you have to beat the girls back with a stick."
Was the ice princess actually flirting with my little brother? I was stunned and…jealous, which was nothing new.
"Trifling trashy cage cunts are always trying to hit this," Jude says, running his palms down his naked upper body, making Page giggle like a little girl again. "But unlike my bro, I'm looking for quality, you know, a beautiful classy woman like you, and not secondhand sluts bought in bulk. Jax has been fucking every skank that flashes a little tit or ass his way since before he could drive."
"Oh, please cut the bullshit before I knock your ass out," I groan, not happy with Jude telling Page about all of my sexual exploits, even though she basically knows as much. "Page, you can set up anywhere, then let me know when you’re ready and we can get the shit printed," I tell her. "Are you hungry?"
Her eyes finally leave Jude's to meet mine. "Sure, I could eat something. I had a busy day while you lounged at the pool."
"What a lazy ass," Jude mutters as he tries to punch me in the gut. "You going soft during your hiatus from the cage?"
"I can still take you," I say, dodging his fist, and nailing him in the side with mine.
"Ugh. Damn it," he grunts, clenching his ribs. "Yeah, you outweigh me by twenty pounds, and are three inches taller, asshole."
"Excuses," I counter, heading for the kitchen before I make my brother bleed.
…
Page
It's fun watching Jackson and Jude joke and tease each other. My brother and I have never been close, since he's six years older than me. When we were growing up Logan had been just as condescending to me as my father.
After Jackson told me that he and his brother were opposites, I hadn't expected them to look so much alike. They could pass as twins! I guess he was referring to their personalities, since Jude has the exact same dark hair, although almost completely shaved, and eerily similar midnight eyes. Jude seems happy and outgoing unlike his introverted, brooding brother. He's incredibly charming, probably able to make women swoon just by flashing his adorable dimpled smile. And I couldn't help but notice in his state of undress that, even though he's a little slimmer and a smidge shorter, Jude has the same rippling muscles as Jackson. The only attributes Jude lacked were his older sibling's cockiness and scorching hot natural swagger.
"You finished flirting with my brother?" Jackson asks when he strolls back into the living room.
"I wasn't flirting with your brother," I scoff, looking up from my laptop. "We've been working on formulating the most accurate wording for his affidavit." I can't help but smile as I remember some of Jude's more hilarious versions.
"Uh-huh. Ready to eat? Stuck-up rich girls like fajitas, right?" he asks snidely, crossing
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