After it was over, they lay intertwined on the luxurious bed. Diana stared at the ceiling, wrapped in a blanket, an empty feeling settling over her. She turned away, ignoring Brandon completely.  

“Done with me already? Cold as ever,” Brandon teased, propping himself up on his elbow. “How was it this time? If you’re still not satisfied, there’s always next time…”  

Diana’s temper flared. She sat up, glaring at him. “Do you think I’m some cheap fling? That ...