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.

with all my might that

head for the steps. "Don't come down here again. Do you understand?" Believe me, I won't, I

house, looking forward to going to my room so I can bury my nose into a very different kind of

hand slides over

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

have fallen out

my dad or Jolie ever called

little door in the kitchen, pulling it open a crack to listen. I don't hear a sound. Tentatively, I put a foot on the step, waiting for a creak.

down the stairs and through the

and grab

it back in its case, which I slide back on the shelf. There, good. Now no one ever needs to know

I will. I pause, unable to stop the vision from washing over me. Aden, naked and hard, pushing into the strange woman, giving

No, Brooklyn. Stop it.

memory and leave the room, quiet as a mouse, shutting the door

back along the hallway when I

terrified that

comes out to scold

sound again to my left. A kind of snap, and then

stop myself, I consider the door from which the sound is coming. It's thick,

I can also see that

a mistake. I know

the door. I'm consumed, something

grip the metal handle and then, my inner voice still screaming at me to stop, I

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