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?

***

back from the stables that afternoon, the house is

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

sitting on the ground, propped against it, a black bow wrapped around it

the bed and carry my gift to it,

in it but...my breath ratchets up anyway as

and one note. I

date, and then for

home by midnight. I'll come

note, my knees

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

skitter away

on, Brooklyn," I murmur

through my nose and get back to business. Because it was business,

lift the first garment out

my tough talk just moments ago, my

be out of place in the opening scenes of Pretty

god,” I murmur, looking at the cutouts on the side, the absolute bare scrap of fabric that's

ass. Then I glance back down

en

isn't even the

DUMS

back and

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

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

something Jolie would wear on

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

eyes at the dress, realizing what Aden

territory. Making sure Colsen knows who I really

the bathroom. "You want

just make him pay through the teeth for

as I turn on my shower and

the reality of standing up to

I plan in my head,

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