Page 81 of Claimed By The Other Brother

"What happened?"

I can feel my face turning redder.

"We went to a private bathroom. And we... we had sex. Again."

"OH MY GOD!" Jane screams again, louder this time. The waiter approaching with our food actually stops in his tracks.

I bury my face in my hands. "Jane, please."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." She waves the waiter over, trying to compose herself.

"I just... Scarlett. You had bathroom sex with Dax Blackwell at a lounge in Manhattan?"

"Yes," I whisper as our plates are set down.

The waiter leaves quickly, probably sensing the chaos at our table.

Jane picks up her fork, then sets it down.

"Okay. I need details. All the details. How was it? Was it good? Was it... oh God, it was good, wasn't it?"

Despite everything, I feel a small smile.

"It was... yeah. It was really good."

"Better than Miles?"

I nod slowly.

"There's no comparison, Jane. With Miles, sex was... fine. Comfortable. Routine. With Dax, it's..." I search for the right word.

"Mindblowing."

Jane leans back in her chair, shaking her head.

"This is insane. Absolutely insane. And now he's trying to bring you to New York?"

"He specifically requested me for this assignment. By name."

"Because he wants you there."

"I know."

We sit in silence for a moment, both of us processing.

"Okay," Jane finally says.

"Let me ask you the hard questions. How do you really feel about all this? Do you still have feelings for Miles? Are you willing to give him another chance?"

I stab at my salad.

"I still care about Miles. I do. But after what he did, after the humiliation, after he showed up at my door begging for forgiveness..." I shake my head.

"It seems impossible to even consider giving him a second chance."

"Good," Jane says firmly.

"Because he doesn'tdeserve one."