The room went dead quiet.
The man standing across from Jett was tall, broad-shouldered and dressed too neatly for a casual morning. One thing Jamie realized was the resemblance between the both of them, it wasn't very much obvious, but it was there.
Jett also looked at him, eyes going wide like he wasn't supposed to see what was happening.
He Immediately looked back to his brother. "Alex, you need to leave. Now." Jett hissed.
Alex ignored Jett and looked Jamie up and down openly, not bothering to hide his irritation. The oversized shirt, the damp hair and the fact that he very clearly just walked out of the bedroom.
"So," Alex said slowly, eyes never leaving Jamie. "You're doing this again?"
Jett's jaw tightened. "Watch your tone."
Alex glanced at Jett, eyes narrowing. "So what is this then, Jett? A rebound? Or are you just bored again?"
"For fuck's sake Alex, shut the hell up." Jett snapped.
