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“Shit. That’s right. Now, my holiday hell just got worse. Fuck!” I rubbed the back of my neck. “I have to go. I’ll be working from home the rest of the day.”

“Good luck, my friend. If you need anything, call me.”

“Thanks, Daniel. I’ll talk to you later.”

I ended the call and set my phone down. Running my hand down my face, I closed my eyes and prayed when I opened them, this was all a nightmare. Shit. My poker game was tomorrow night. I sent a group text to my friends telling them something came up and I had to cancel. Then, I called Eric.

“Hello, Jack.”

“Did you drop Sierra off at her apartment yet?”

“Yes. She’s up there now packing a bag. We should be back to your house in about a half hour or so.”

“Okay. Thank you, Eric.”

I wasn’t sure if having Sierra stay here was a good idea, but I didn’t have a choice. I needed help, and she was the closest thing to it. I’d just have to ensure I behaved when she was here.

Chapter Thirteen

Sierra

As I was throwing my things in my suitcase, I Facetimed Becca.

“Hello.” She grinned. “Are you going on a trip or something?” Her brows furrowed when she saw my suitcase on the bed.

“Yeah. A trip to Jack’s house. You’re never going to believe what I’m about to tell you.”

“What happened?”

“He has a four-year-old daughter named Elianna. Her mother, Claire, dumped the kid at Jack’s and took off.”

“What do you mean she ‘took off’? For how long?”

“I think permanently. She left him some letter about needing to find herself.”

“And you’re staying at his house?”

“He’s making me, or I’m fired. He said he needs help with her until he can hire a nanny.”

“But you don’t know shit about kids, Sierra.”

“I know that, and neither does he.” I rolled my eyes. “So, I’m staying at his house for a few days.”

“He actually threatened to fire you?”

“Yep. So, I don’t have a choice.”

“I foresee some more great sex coming your way.” A smirk crossed her lips.

“Not happening. I’m done with that asshole.”

“We’ll see.” She grinned. “Anyway, I have to go. My next client just walked in.”

“Okay. I’ll talk to you later.”

After zipping my suitcase, I sat on the bed and stared at the wall as memories of my past flooded my mind. Placing my hands over my face, I took in a deep breath and tried to focus on something else. Standing up, I took my suitcase, rolled it behind me, and out the door.

When I returned to Jack’s house, he took my suitcase to the fourth floor.

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