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?

***

stables that

turn to my door, I stop

propped against it, a black bow wrapped around it this time. My stomach

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,

that there's no bomb in it but...my breath ratchets up anyway as

box, and one note. I reach for the note slowly unfolding

your date, and then for

by midnight. I'll

the note, my

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

want to skitter away like some scared little

my teeth. "Come on, Brooklyn," I murmur

nose and get back to business. Because it was

open my eyes and lift the first garment

just moments ago, my eyes go wide

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

at the cutouts on

my ass. Then I glance back down at the box

en

even

DUMS

back and

panties that are still in the box and the slinky grey dress in my hands, realizing with horror that Aden wants me to wear this out on my date with

I figure out that Aden is sending

Jolie would wear on the main

quite quickly to anger and to steely determination,

eyes at the dress, realizing

his territory. Making sure Colsen knows who I really belong

tossing the dress on the bed and stalking into the bathroom. "You want me to go on

make him pay

say to myself as I turn on my shower

reality of standing up

never goes quite as I plan in my head,

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