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?

***

come back from the stables that afternoon, the

I head upstairs and turn to my door, I

on the ground, propped against it, a black bow wrapped

to the bed and carry my gift to it, placing it gently down on

in it but...my breath ratchets up anyway

the box, and one note.

your date, and

home by midnight. I'll come

dropping the note, my

to lean back on Jolie's teachings. After all, I knew this was coming-I signed up

to skitter away like some scared

"Come on, Brooklyn," I murmur to myself,

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

the first garment out

my tough talk just moments ago, my eyes go wide and

a smoky-grey dress, so skimpy it wouldn't be out of

cutouts on the side, the

I glance back down at the box

en

even the

DUMS

back and

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

as I figure out that Aden is sending me out to

something Jolie would wear on the main

embarrassment turns quite quickly to anger and to steely determination, though-faster than it

at the

marking his territory. Making sure Colsen knows who

the dress on the bed and stalking into the bathroom. "You want

just make him pay through the teeth

what I say to myself as I

reality of standing up

I plan in

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