Chapter 110

Chapter 110 Brooklyn

The next morning, I reach over and grab my cell phone off of the nightstand, dying to see if Colsen texted me back.

I bite my lip, trying not to smile when I see that I have a message waiting. Eagerly, I click on it.

Colsen: So, has he finally let you out of your cage, Brooklyn?

Colsen: Of course I want to see you. Pick you up at 8.

My smile drops a little as I read the mention of Aden's name, and I sit back on my pillows.

It's not just me and Colsen's secret liaison anymore.

I drop my phone into my lap as I lean against my pillows to think.

I mean, it's never really been just me and Colsen, ever-Aden and my dad were always involved.

But that afternoon at the bar, during that gap in space and time with only the two of us in it, it was...well, it was really nice.

And, quite frankly, I don't like the idea that this is suddenly a triangle. Aden and Colsen, with me in the middle.

I want to have my cake and eat it too-to have both Colsen and Aden in my life, but to keep them in completely separate spaces when the reality is that I'm the pawn in their games, not the other way around.

Well.

At least for now.

I smirk and remind myself that I have Jolie in my back pocket, and that she's had loads of experience playing men against each other to get what she wants.

And she told me precisely how to handle something like this. If Colsen's going to bring Aden into it, then I'm going to double down.

Eagerly, I pick up my phone again and send off a quick reply.

Brooklyn: No worries, I'll come meet you wherever we're going. Can you send the address to Aden so he can arrange the car?

***

the stables that afternoon, the

and turn to my door, I stop in

a black bow wrapped around it this time. My stomach

rush forward, grabbing the box as I press through my door, shutting it briskly behind me. Then, I turn to the bed and carry my gift

open the box, I see that there's no bomb in it but...my breath ratchets up anyway as I lay my

garments inside the box, and one note. I reach for the note slowly unfolding

date, and then

home by midnight. I'll

dropping the note, my knees

eyes and take a deep breath, trying to lean back on Jolie's teachings.

I want to skitter

my teeth. "Come on, Brooklyn," I murmur to myself, trying to say what

and get back to business.

lift the first garment out of

my

it wouldn't be out of place in the opening scenes

at the cutouts on the side, the absolute bare scrap of fabric

glance back down at the box and

en

isn't even the

DUMS

back and forth between

the box and the slinky grey dress in my hands, realizing with horror that Aden wants me to wear

figure out that Aden is sending me out to Colsen

Jolie would wear

quite quickly to anger and to steely

my eyes at the dress, realizing what Aden is

is marking his territory. Making sure Colsen knows

tossing the dress on the bed and stalking into the bathroom. "You want me to go

make him pay

what I say to myself as I turn on my shower

the reality of standing

as I plan in my head, does

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