The expression on her face was one of disgust, her mouth turned down in a rictus of anger. Her face was a mask of fury, contorted and twisted.
His weight lifted from her. She opened her eyes. Her chest rising and falling rapidly.
The lights were back on.
She turned her head to see Jayden standing there, his hand gripping his brother's shirt tightly. Jayden's expression was stern, his eyes fixed on his twin.
"Son of a gun," Jim shoved his brother.
Jayden couldn't hold his temper any longer. In a fit of rage, he swung his fist at Jim, the blow landing with a sickening thud. He stood there, his breathing heavy, his fists still clenched.
Jim came forward and hit his brother by the nose. The strike was swift and precise."Jane's not yours to claim. She's not your wife!" Jim shot back,
