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“They’re the ones who should have lost their memberships,” Addie said. “You shouldn’t feel like you have to stay away. You need this, Jolie.”

“I don’t. I’m doing just fine on my own. Taking care of myself.”

Addie gave her a skeptical look.

Which she totally deserved… because, hello! She was here because she’d been hiding on a shelf for fuck’s sake.

“I’m not right in the head, Addie.”

“Don’t speak like that. There is nothing wrong with you that a holiday and a caring, firm Daddy with a good spanking hand won’t fix.”

“Hey! I don’t need a spanking!”

“You forget who you’re talking to,” Addie told her. “I know you. And you definitely need a spanking. You know self-care is important, Jolie. And for you, that includes being able to let go… to let someone else take control. Being a Little is part of who you are and it’s special. You’re special. You’re kind and sweet and caring. Amazing.”

Right. And Keith had still cheated on her with Letty. So she couldn’t be that wonderful.

Stop. It.

“You really think I’m just burned out?” she asked, ignoring the other stuff.

It hurt too fucking much.

And she couldn’t let her Little out. When would she do that? While on the bus with the guys? Just pull out her coloring books? Or her stickers?

She hadn’t brought any of her Little stuff on tour. She hadn’t wanted to risk anyone finding it. Not even the smallest of her stuffed toys. Now, all of her stuff was in boxes in Addie’s garage. Including her stuffies.

She hoped they were all right. She needed to go find them, bring them into the house.

“I think that’s part of it.”

“All right. Good. So, I’ll get some rest and everything will be okie-dokie.”

“It’s not that simple.” Addison shook her head. “Burn out can be serious. Look, I have an idea, and I’m not sure you’re going to like it.”

“What is it?” she asked suspiciously.

“There’s a place I’ve heard of that I think might be good for you. A place you can go and get what you need.”

“You’re kicking me out?” She attempted to make her tone light, but there was a part of her that worried Addie was doing just that.

Was she sick of her? She’d taken over Addie’s garage with her stuff. She’d said it was fine, but what if it wasn’t?

Without Addison, what did she have?

“Jolie, stop,” Addison said firmly.

Jolie’s eyes widened. “What?”

“I know you’ve got a lot of negative thoughts in your head. You know that sleep and good nutrition are key to keeping your head in the right space and controlling your anxiety. I could fucking kill Keith.”

“Everything that’s wrong with me isn’t Keith’s fault. And let’s face it, I was a lot to deal with. Can’t blame him for wanting someone easier.”

“I can fucking blame him,” Addie replied. “And there’s nothing wrong with you.”

“You have to say that.”

“I mean it.”

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