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“Hey, girl. We’re here, where are you?”
Addy’s silky smooth voice and carefree attitude make me want to strangle her.
“I’m going to send you an address. Come pick me up.”
“Only if you say please,” she replies. I can see her now, a huge grin on her face.
“Please, Addy. I need to get out of here.”
“Where are you?” Her voice takes on a concerned tone when she realizes that I’m not messing around.
“Brunch. With my parents and my ex.”
“Wy—”
“No. The asshole before him. And please, Addy, don’t say his name. Especially if you’re in town right now. You never know who might be standing too close. People around here love to gossip. There’s not much else to do in this tiny-ass town.”
“Sorry. Send me the address and we’ll come get you right now.”
Ten minutes later, Addy pulls up in front of the country club and I hop in the passenger seat. Addy gives me a look of concern, so I shake my head and motion to the back seat with my eyes. That’s our sign.
Yes, we’ll talk about it, but not at the moment.
Addy nods, and I guide her to my parents’ house. There’s a flutter of activity going on outside. More tents are going up, tables and chairs are being carried behind the house. Addison’s eyes grow wide in surprise as she stares up at my parents’ house.
“Seriously, this is where you grew up?”
“It’s just a house, Addy. I promise.”
“That’s not just a house, that’s a damn mansion.”
It’s rather large, especially for a farmhouse. There’s more room than we needed for just the three of us. Six bedrooms, just as many bathrooms. There are a formal dining and living room as well as an informal one for when it’s just the three of us. As it was most of the time, I never understood the need for the more formal areas.
There’s a guest house out back for the employees. My parents have a chef, a maid, and my mother has a personal assistant that all live there. They only hire people who are single, no significant others or children. That’s not conducive to their needs. Not to mention the guest house only has three bedrooms.
“Well, shall we go inside?” I ask, my question directed more toward Lola than Addy.
“Where’s my room?” Lola screams as she runs up to the front door. When it opens for her, she turns and runs back to me.
Scooping her up into my arms, I smile. “It’s okay, sweet girl. That’s Marta. She lives here and helps grandma and grandpa around the house like Carmen helps us.”
After a quick introduction to Marta and a tour of the main floor, I lead Addy and Lola upstairs to their rooms. My parents are going to be excited to see Addy. Both of them took to her immediately after meeting her even after I confessed to them that I told her everything.
Hopefully her arrival, as well as Lola’s, will take their focus off me and my abrupt departure from brunch. If not, I’m in for a long weekend.
