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?

***

back from the stables that afternoon, the

I head upstairs and turn to my door, I stop

it, a black bow wrapped

briskly behind me. Then, I turn to the bed and carry my gift to it, placing it gently down on the duvet gently, as if

I see that there's no bomb in it but...my breath

one note. I reach for the

your date, and then

by midnight. I'll come and find

note, my knees going to

take a deep breath, trying to lean back on Jolie's

why do I want to skitter

murmur to myself, trying to say what Jolie would

business. Because it was business, after all-I did sign

my eyes and lift the first garment out of the

my eyes go wide and my breath

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

my god,” I murmur, looking at the cutouts on the side, the absolute bare scrap

my ass. Then I glance back

en

even the

DUMS

look back and forth between

box and the slinky grey dress in

that Aden is sending me out to Colsen

wear on the main

anger and to steely determination,

the

Making sure Colsen knows who I really

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

just make him pay through the teeth for

at least, that's what I say to myself as I turn on my

the reality of

quite as I plan

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