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?

***

stables that afternoon, the house is

I head upstairs and turn to my

against it, a black bow wrapped around it this time.

shutting it briskly behind me. Then, I turn to the bed and carry my gift to it, placing

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

garments inside the box, and one

date, and then for

I'll come and find

I murmur, dropping the note,

close my eyes and take a deep breath, trying to lean back on Jolie's teachings. After all, I knew this was coming-I signed up for

I want to skitter away

Brooklyn," I murmur to myself, trying to say

my nose and get back to business. Because it was business, after all-I

open my eyes and lift the first garment out

ago, my eyes go

out of place in the opening scenes

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

cover my ass. Then I glance back down at the box and

en

isn't even the

DUMS

and

grey dress in my hands, realizing with horror that Aden wants me

out that

wear on the main

quite quickly to anger and to steely determination, though-faster

narrow my eyes at the dress, realizing what

is marking his territory. Making sure

I snap, tossing the dress on the bed and stalking into the bathroom. "You want

make him pay through the teeth for

what I say to myself as I turn on my shower

the reality of standing

never goes quite as I plan in my

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