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?

more but he never, ever pushed me

contours of him at my own pace, and

down to mine, opening my mouth to him. I liked the feel

pulled me closer to him, letting me know that there's more here to for the taking if I want it, but

the night I'd found myself sitting in his lap, running my fingertips through his hair, his broad hand slipping down the outside of

also made me laugh so

whole time, I never felt on the edge of anything-never

to stare up at the door to this house, I realize...that it's

idea which one I like

starting to get cold standing out here pondering life, I start up the steps and pull

Then I gasp.

wearing Colsen's

walk into Aden's house, for

some other

it under my arm, realizing that my only choice now is to

the foyer when

as I go. I hurry into my room,

corner.

there but...whatever. It's all I can do right

reaching down to unbuckle the clasp of my shoe and eyeing the

to even get a corset on

"Welcome home, Brooklyn."

the source of the voice, which has a

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

"When you're ready, go

my eyes wide as I stare at the intercom and start to comprehend

floor? With the locked

hell

pause and then the voice comes

you there, Brooklyn? Do

action, crossing the room and hesitating as I push the red button on the intercom, hoping it's

say awkwardly.

pleased. There's a long pause before he continues.

back from the

night with Colsen was, it

Aden.

And our contract.

Our deal.

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