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

to my

a black bow wrapped around it this time. My stomach drops when I see

rush forward, grabbing the box as I press through my door, shutting it 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 there might be

open the box, I see that there's no bomb in it but...my breath

garments inside the box, and one note. I

date, and then

by midnight. I'll come

note,

deep breath, trying to lean back on Jolie's teachings. After

I want to skitter away like some scared little

I murmur to myself, trying to say what Jolie would say. "Be

business. Because it was

the first

my eyes go wide and

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

on the side, the absolute bare scrap of fabric

glance back down at the

en

isn't even

DUMS

look back and forth

in the box and the slinky grey dress in my hands, realizing with

with heat as I figure out that Aden

Jolie would wear on the main

and to steely determination, though-faster than it has

the dress,

marking his territory. Making sure Colsen

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

make him pay through the teeth for

least, that's what I say to myself as I turn on my shower and peel off my riding

reality of standing up to

never goes quite as I plan in

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