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Calluh the kitchenSo down his drive A very faht of Isobel Sinclair She’d been delivering his groceries for months now, but he’d rarely seen her It had been a deliberateabout Isobel called to hi the curvy wo his life with her body And that was so he couldn’t let happen He’d learned the hard way that he was better off alone
“I’ his attention back to her “Still with us, I see”
“Why do you sound disappointed?”
“We’ve already established that I think you’re a big pansy arse for even thinking about offing yourself I’ve been through a helluva lotYou need to suck it up and get on with the life you’ve been given”
Aye, so she’d told hiain why he bothered to pick up the phone when she called “What have you endured that’s worse than having both your legs blown off?” He should have kept his mouth shut It was an amateur mistake One he’d onlytowards his house
“You don’t know loss and agony until you’ve had a hysterectoet me started on what a double mastectomy feels like”
“No,” Calluet you started”
He was still dazed from the visit when she’d offered to flash her boobless chest at hiood life withbody parts Or as she had said, “So you’ll see that you can still be sexy when there’s stuffboobless hasn’t slowed iven hirin—because she’d lost her teeth in Lake’s car It had taken the two et her under control Callu about it
“I need to go,” Calluate There were no groceries in her hands This wasn’t a delivery Immediately, every instinct he had went on alert and he noted every detail about her
She was paler than usual, and her dark hair, tied in a twist, was nowhere as neat as she norh afraid so
Or she was afraid of him
“Are you going to shoot yourself? Is that why you need to go?” Betty asked
“Not today, Satan, not today”
“Good Then can you finish that bowl you’re ive it to Kirsty? I need so to bribe her with”
That was enough to pull his attention away fro? His eyes scanned the room and he cursed under his breath There was a tiny ca Bloody Elle, she’d bugged him Of course she had He’d bet there were ca every damn move he made The staff of Benson Security had no concept of personal boundaries