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,

I head upstairs and turn to my door, I stop in my

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 there might be a bomb inside, ready to

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

and one note. I

date, and then for

I'll come and find

note, my knees going to

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

do I want to skitter away

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

nose and get back to business. Because it was business, after all-I did sign a

lift the first garment out of the

ago, my eyes

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

looking at the cutouts on the side, the absolute bare scrap of fabric

I glance back

en

even the

DUMS

and

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

rush with heat as I figure out that Aden is sending me out to Colsen

wear on the

and to steely determination,

my eyes at the dress,

his territory. Making sure Colsen

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

just make him pay through

say to myself as I

reality of standing up to

never goes quite as I plan in my

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