Chapter 83

Chapter 83

Brooklyn

I'm not sure what to do.

I'm sitting across from Colsen, the youngest up and comer in the drug trade.

The one who I was told tried to have me killed.

And I had no idea he was this handsome.

"I have heard of you. And I have to say, it has not all been good things."

"Oh, come on," he says, cocking his head to the side. "It can't have been all bad."

I raise an eyebrow at him letting him know that, yeah. It's all been bad.

"What?" he says, joking. "Nobody told you about my striking good looks or my sense of style?"

I shake my head slowly, fighting the smile on my lips. I can't help it-he's terribly charming.

"Well," he says, giving me a sexy half-smile. "Now you know."

Colsen catches the eye of a waiter and holds up a hand. "Two shots of tequila," he says.

"What-" I say, my eyes following the waiter as he goes. "No, I can't-"

"Oh, come on, Brooklyn," Colsen says, leaning back in his chair.

"Relax. I can tell you've just had the surprise of your life. You need a little something to settle the nerves." The waiter returns, and Colsen takes the glasses him, sliding him a folded bill and giving him a wink.

I can tell by the waiter's pleasure that it's a nice tip.

I hesitate, then take the glass from his hand. The truth is, I could use a little bit of a relaxing right now.

If I'm the unwitting bachelorette in my father's little setup, then I'm not sure I want to do it sober.

lime off the edge of the glass and holding it up to toast

salt from the rim of the glass and toss my shot back

is sharp in my throat, and I can't help it as my whole

can hear Colsen laugh at

says. "Bite

do, and, indeed, it brings some relief, the acid of the lime chasing away the sharpness of

He gestures to the waiter again, ordering another round, and I lean back

pass. The Brooklyn of a few weeks ago would have run screaming when she found out that she was doing shots of tequila with the wunderkind head of a

With Aden's worst enemy.

Brooklyn of today? Honestly, I'm kind

leaning closer to me. "You're already

circle at all of my suitors, apparently. The waiter comes and delivers

says, raising his glass. I smile and raise mine along with him.

He winks.

the rest of us." When we're finished, I settle back in my chair, leaning a little closer to Colsen so

I say, relaxed,

Pelkon

beneath half-lidded eyes. "How did a nice boy get mixed up in organized crime,

says, smiling at me

attention to

really interesting. A self-made guy, climbing up through the ranks with

v

his pack wiped out, so he had

Despite myself, I'm impressed.

thought I liked the

I listen to Colsen and let my eyes rove over his muscles and his tattoos...I wonder if my

My mind flashes-unwillingly-to

doesn't have any

I can see. But

similar...

the thought, bringing

flash to my front

like that. I

the hell is going on

in my seat, looking up at the

standing there his shirtless form a little

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