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 house

and turn to my door, I stop in my

sitting on the ground, propped against it, a black bow wrapped around it this time. My stomach drops

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

bomb in it but...my breath ratchets

the box, and one note. I

your date, and

midnight. I'll

murmur, dropping the note, my

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

skitter away like some scared little

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

back to business.

the first garment

moments ago, my

skimpy it wouldn't be out of place in the

on the side, the absolute bare

glance back down at the

en

even the

DUMS

back and forth between

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

I figure out that Aden is sending me out to Colsen basically

would wear

embarrassment turns quite quickly to anger and to steely determination, though-faster than

eyes at the

Making sure

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

him pay through the teeth for

to myself as I turn on my shower

the reality of

as I

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