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hold him to her. But he let her go, took several steps back, and left her there. Addie was burning with need, her body not just on fire for him but hurting as well. When he took another step back, she felt as if he’d slapped her.
    He stood staring at her, and Addie had to work hard not to cry. She hated tears more than anything, but she was hurting right now and didn’t want him to see it. Instead, she hopped off the counter and was glad to hear him moan. Fucker. She’d be out of here now even if she had to go naked.
    “We have to talk.” Addie nodded at him but didn’t look at him. She picked up one of the glasses and filled it with water just to keep her hands busy. “I have to tell you some things about me, and I don’t want to do anything to you that would hurt you later.”
    “It’s fine.” Taking a long drink of the icy water, she turned to him when she had more control. But as soon as she looked at him, it went out the door with her thoughts.
    “I’ve had your camper taken to my brother’s house where it can be stored. I…it needs a new engine and some tires. I was going to take care of that for you.” It was on the tip of her tongue to tell him she was responsible for her own camper, but thought he could have the thing before she’d tell him to fuck off. “Jack said she’d bring you some clothes too. Something besides my shirts, I mean.”
    “All right.” He nodded at her and looked at the door. “I’m sure you’re on your way to work. Don’t let me keep you.”
    The sooner he left her the better. Her depression, always on the surface, was ready to take her to her knees. Right now it weighed on her like a heavy blanket, hot and itchy. She was sure he was going to say something else, but he finally just nodded and left. Addie fell to her knees, then completely to the floor. It was all she could do to keep breathing. Then the crying started, and the great sobbing that came with it.
    She lay there for a while, not really sure how long, but when she got up, she was achy and sore. Making her way to the phone that hung on the wall, she had to think how to call her attorney. Using a cell phone to call him all the time made it difficult to remember his number. Finally, she got it and placed the call. His secretary answered on the first ring, and she told her who she was and asked to speak to him. In two minutes he was on the phone.
    “I need some money and transportation. I’m…I’m going home.” He told her to hang on, and she reached for the paper towels to wipe at her tears. When he came back, she told him again what she needed.
    “I need the name of the closest bank and where you are.” She had no idea and looked around the kitchen until she found an envelope with Jarrett’s name and address on it and gave it to him. “I can find a bank there if you don’t know it. After that, you have to tell me when you think you’ll be at your house. It’s been closed up for some time, honey, and will need to be aired out.”
    It wouldn’t. Not for what she had planned, but told him she thought a few days to a week. “It’s not closed up. Bill and Carrie have been taking care of the place for me for a few months now. There are things we have to talk about too when I get there. There is some business that I need for you to tell me about. Also have the….” Her heart took a hard twist, and she had to stop talking to sob for a few minutes. Duncan said nothing but let her cry until she was ready. “My dad’s things…could you have them boxed up for me? And anything else that was his when he lived there.”
    “I can. I’ll have a firm go in and do that today. I can give them away if you want, or keep them for you to go through first.” She told him that too had been taken care of by Bill. “There are some papers you’re going to have to sign. If you’re taking possession now, you left a few things unfinished when you left.”
    “I had to.” Duncan Shepard, her attorney, told her he