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

turn to

white box is sitting on the ground, propped against it, a black bow wrapped around it this

Then, I turn to the bed and carry my gift to it, placing it gently down on the duvet

no bomb in it but...my breath ratchets up anyway as I lay my eyes on

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

date, and

I'll come and

I murmur, dropping the note,

lean back on Jolie's teachings. After

I want to skitter away like some scared

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

business. Because it

lift the first garment

just moments ago, my eyes

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

at the cutouts on the side, the absolute

ass. Then I glance

en

even the

DUMS

look back and forth between

are still in the box and the slinky grey dress in my hands,

that Aden is sending

would wear on the

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

my eyes at the dress, realizing what

his territory. Making sure Colsen knows who

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

him pay through

I turn

reality of standing up

as I plan in my head,

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