Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 113

Chapter 113

Brooklyn

Colsen drops me off exactly at midnight.

In the car, he leans over to give me one last kiss, but I put a hand out to stop him.

"Please," I say, my eyes sad. He pulls back, surprised, but then his eyes flick up to the house.

"All right," he whispers, giving me a warm little smile.

Then he takes my hand in his and raises it to his lips, pressing a lingering kiss against my knuckles, just as he did that time at the bar.

"I want to see you again. Soon."

I nod, giving him a half smile, but I don't say anything as I step out of the car.

I wave as Colsen pulls away, but I don't turn and head into the house immediately.

Because honestly, I'm not sure I want to be here, and I know what's waiting for me inside.

Because tonight, with Colsen?

Tonight was just...amazing.

We spent the whole night outside of that taco truck, plenty of good food and cheap beers to fuel an entire night of conversation.

We also spent a great deal of the time making out.

Colsen makes me feel something. It's easy, and fun, and sexy.

It's just-I didn't realize how much I wanted a night like tonight with a guy like Colsen, and how much I had missed it, even though I've never really had it before.

Colsen never, ever would have fit my image of Prince Charming-his tattoos, his dangerous job, and crazy lifestyle definitely would have put him out of the running. But in other ways?

He...kind of fits the bill.

I mean, tonight?

laughed, and we kissed, and I could tell that he wanted more but he never, ever pushed me to

explore the contours of him at my own pace,

opening my mouth to him. I liked the feel of him exploring me with

know that there's more here to for

in his lap, running my fingertips through his hair, his broad hand slipping down the outside of my thigh and getting dangerously

me laugh so hard my

the whole time, I never felt on the edge of

I turn to stare up at the door to this house, I

no idea which

standing out here pondering life, I start up the steps and pull the jacket

Then I gasp.

still wearing

it off-I can't walk into Aden's house, for our...our

some other guy's

arm, realizing that my only choice now

I pray that nobody's in the foyer when I step into the

I hurry into my room, pressing the door closed before dash to the wardrobe and shove

corner.

there but...whatever.

on my bed, reaching down to unbuckle the clasp of my shoe

get a corset on with no one

"Welcome home, Brooklyn."

shriek and leap up from my bed, spinning around looking for the source of the voice, which

get changed," the voice says again, and I recognize it as Aden's voice as I narrow in on the

you're ready, go upstairs

go perfectly still, my eyes wide as I stare at the intercom

third floor? With the

the hell is up

a long pause and

you there, Brooklyn?

the room and hesitating as I push the red button on the intercom,

say

long pause

step back from the speaker.

as my night with Colsen was, it was always

Aden.

And our contract.

Our deal.