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So she was a chicken and was going to run away So what? She told herself Cade was a nice guy That he’d understand why she needed to get away Why she needed to get away so fast that she’d abandon hi session and leave behind bra and panties She frantically ha back at the hotel door Coed an endless moment later just as she heard her name shouted "Kylie?"

Fuck The doors opened and an elderly couple stood there, blinking at her Shefrom a lack of a bra, shirt stained, hair a bedhead nest Cheeks burning, she quickly punched the Door Close button over and over again

As they began to slide shut, Cade’s door opened and he sprinted out into the hall, holding an unbuttoned pair of slacks at his waist Her eyes met his as the doors closed, and she h for her not to see the flare of anger in his eyes

Then, it was shut and the elevator was heading down She punched the lobby button and took a deep, shuddering breath, deterure out this was better for both of theht noas just dazzled by easy sex He’d come to his senses and then they could talk sensibly about an annulment and no one would be the wiser

Once the elevator hit the lobby, Kylie sprinted for the doors She was terrified at the thought of seeing a half-dressed Cade coot into the first cab she saw out front "Drive," she bellowed "Please, just drive"

Click went the h, Kylie looked in the rearvie, but there was no Cade waiting on the sidewalk, watching her leave That was good, she told herself She gave the driver the address to her hotel and tried to fix her appearance with a co the ride back

Then she was at her hotel She paid the driver, headed in, and went up to her floor She kept her head ducked, avoiding eye contact in case she saw someone she knew

She’d al for her key in her oversized purse when the door next to hers opened Ginger stepped out, wheeling her small carry-on suitcase behind her

They stared at each other for a er slowly shook her head "Walk of sha that her lip gloss covered her swollen mouth and her hair would hide the worst of the hickeys

"Then where’s your bra?"

Kylie had no ier shook her head "You are playing with fire, girl Your ass is going to get canned if you’re not careful"

"I’ll be careful," Kylie said

But Ginger just snorted, clearly not believing Kylie’s protest, and wheeled her suitcase down the hall

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Just when Kylie couldn’t get any lower, her phone rang that afternoon She winced at the caller ID, but answered it anyhow "Hi, Nana"

"Kylie Daniels," the old woman’s shaky voice sounded pissy, even over the line "Where are you?"

Her head ached and she rubbed her te wo horandht! I hate this place I told you that already But you keep shoving ht?"

Old, fah Kylie "I don’t have you there because I’ive you the best care possible You need soht now"

"I can’t, Nana I’rand "I do ers on tour, Nana Reme bills, young woman I’ve worked two jobs for the past ten years to keep you fed And are you grateful? No! You just keep eating I swear you’re fatter than a little pig It’s a wonder I can keep a roof over our heads Your grandfather would roll over in his grave if he knehat a burden you were" The elderly woman’s voice shook "Don’t you try and lecture me about responsibility I know all about it"