Chapter 38

Chapter 38

Brooklyn

My heart is pounding out of my chest as I press the stop button on the remote as fast as I can.

I return my gaze to the doorway where Aden is standing, his, dark eyes boring into me.

Please, please, please. Goddess, let him not have seen me watching his sex tape.

"What are you doing in here?" he asks, furious.

"Um..." I swallow, terrified, hoping he doesn't pick up on the tremor in my voice. "Jayde brought me here. Said I could look through some..." My eyes dart around the room for an answer that is not porn. "Some family photo albums. And home videos."

He narrows his eyes, his gaze flicking to the pile of vintage Playboys on the floor.

"Family photo albums?"

I nod. He knows I'm lying, but I can't bring myself to admit the truth.

"She shouldn't have brought you down here," he says, moving aside so that I can leave the room. I

quickly get to my feet, flicking the power button on the remote so that the TV goes blank.

the remote, I scurry out of the room, praying with all my might that Aden does not go back in to see what tape

steps. "Don't come down here again. Do you understand?" Believe me, I won't, I think as I nod, then hurry up and out into the kitchen, heaving a sigh of relief.

looking forward to going to my room so I can bury my nose into a very different kind of book, my hand sliding to the back pocket of my jeans to

hand slides over

my body looking for it. Then, slowly, I turn back towards the little door. I definitely felt it in my back pocket when

must have fallen out in the weird

ever called and I missed it... I'd never get

listen. I don't hear a sound. Tentatively, I put a foot on the step,

the stairs and through the

grab my phone, which

case, which I slide back on the shelf. There, good. Now no one ever

over me. Aden, naked and hard, pushing into the strange woman, giving her

No, Brooklyn. Stop it.

shake myself out of the memory and leave the room, quiet as

back along the hallway

stop dead, terrified that I've

one comes out

A kind of snap, and

door from which the sound is coming. It's thick, made of

can also see that the

mistake.

I stare at the door. I'm

a hand to grip the metal handle and then, my inner voice still screaming at me to

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