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?

***

I come back from the stables that

to

it, a black bow wrapped around

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

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

inside the box, and one note.

and then

home by midnight. I'll come

note, my knees going

and take a deep breath, trying to lean back on Jolie's

want to skitter

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

nose and get back to business. Because

open my eyes and lift the first garment out

my

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

the cutouts on the side, the absolute bare scrap

I glance

en

isn't even

DUMS

back and

slinky grey dress in my hands, realizing with horror that Aden wants me to wear this out on my date with

out that Aden

would wear on the main

to anger and to steely

eyes at the dress, realizing what Aden

is marking his territory. Making sure Colsen knows who

"You want me to go on this date looking like your hooker? No problem,

him pay through the teeth for

myself as I turn on my shower

of

goes quite as I

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