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

to my door, I stop

sitting on the ground, propped against it, a black

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

but...my breath ratchets up anyway as I

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

date, and then

I'll come and

murmur, dropping the note,

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

want to skitter away like some scared

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

sharply through my nose and get back to business. Because

open my eyes and lift the first garment

ago, my

dress, so skimpy it wouldn't be out of place in

cutouts on the side, the absolute bare scrap of fabric that's

glance

en

even the

DUMS

and forth between

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

that Aden is sending me out to Colsen basically

something Jolie would wear on

quite quickly to anger and

at the

is marking his territory. Making sure Colsen knows who I

dress on the bed and stalking into the bathroom. "You want me to go on this date looking like your hooker?

him pay through the teeth for

myself as I turn on my shower and peel off my

reality of standing up to

goes quite as I plan in my head,

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