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CHAPTER 111

Author: Holly S Roberts
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Reed held my trembling hand in the backseat of the Rolls Royce he had hired and talked about baseball. I listened while trying to push down the need to vomit and heard only half of what he said. I knew Chi Chi and Sal would be there along with Clare and Dustin. They were my saving grace for the evening and I held tight to that thought.

“Relax and you’ll have a good time. This is for charity, but also the last time for us to let off a little steam before spring training.”

“It’s easy for you, but I don’t think I can relax.”

His chuckle in my ear was low and sexy, the jerk.

We pulled up to the El Diablo Hotel and exited the car onto red carpet. Flashbulbs went off while Reed kept his arm around my shoulders and ushered me inside. I heard him say a few words, but had no idea what. This was so not me. I didn’t belong in this world pretending I was rich.

Once past the front doors, we were shown to the grand ballroom. Reed gave our names to a waiter and he took us to our table. Relief swampe
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    He woke me up several times throughout the night. It didn’t matter that we were both sleep deprived. It only mattered that he was buried deep inside me, soothing my body with his, and making me explode over and over.When his cell phone chimed, sunlight bathed the room.“Shit,” I heard him say as I tried to open my sleepy eyes.He flew off the bed and started grabbing his clothes. I sat up, bringing the sheet with me.“Sal’s waiting to pick me up. He’s outside.”This was it. My heart dropped as I noticed his suitcases beside his dresser. There were other things on my mind when I came into the room last night and I’d missed his luggage. I closed my eyes, pushing back tears. Everyone left me. It was always like this. I felt the corner of the bed dip and Reed’s lips against my forehead.“I’ll visit a couple of weeks from now, so it won’t be too long. I’ll call, and you’ll be busy with school and work.”The tears slipped past my eyelids and I was pulled into his arms.“Shh, baby, I’ll be

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    I met with the cleaning crew the next morning after getting Bitsy and Jon off to school. It soon became apparent that I was in the way, so I headed to Reed’s office. The phone rang minutes after I sat down.“Reed Tyler’s residence. May I help you?”“Is this Jaycee Shumway?” an older man asked.“Yes. May I help you?”“This is Lawrence Morgan, Mr. Tyler’s attorney. He wanted me to contact you and arrange a time for you to sign a few papers.”“Umm, I’m not sure I understand.”“Could I come to the house to meet with you at noon?”“Well, umm, sure.”“I’ll see you at noon, Miss Shumway.”Wow, so formal, and I had no idea what was going on. I also couldn’t contact Reed to find out. I settled into my chair to add more figures to the spreadsheet. The more I discovered about Reed’s finances, the more uncomfortable I became. Yes, he lived nicely, but he didn’t flaunt it—at least not the kind of money I’d discovered. We were no longer talking millions.Shit.I was sitting in the house of a billio

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    Michelle Browning followed me inside the apartment. Her assistant, Julie, behind her. Bitsy was excited until she saw who was with me. My heart ached for both Bitsy and Jon. Michelle had never been anything but kind to us; she gave us the trailer. But her predecessor and the months Bitsy and Jon spent in foster care were not good memories.“How are you, Bitsy?” she asked kindly.Bitsy hid behind me holding my leg. I could feel her little body tremble, and more than anything I wished we never had to go through an interview like this again.Michelle understood Bitsy’s fear and turned to Jon, asking the same question.“I’m good,” he answered stiffly. His long black hair obscured most of his face and he didn’t move it aside. Jon looked down and my heart clenched even more. I would never be able to erase those months that CPS took them away and the fear that it would happen again.Michelle turned from Jon and focused on me. “How is school going?”I took a breath. “With our new living arran

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