Adored in Oman (Book 2 in Teach Me, Love Me Series): Interracial Romance

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I’m angry, hurt and out of here. I hate to do it to you, but I have to take care of me,” were Shan’s final words on the matter as she stood and offered Melissa her hand. Melissa stood, came around the desk and engulfed Shan in a hug.
    “You can list me as a reference any time. You always have a job here, if you ever decide to come back. However, if you are leaving the country, I have a feeling this place is already a part of your past,” Melissa whispered in her ear.
    Shan left and moved on to step two.
    Melissa pulled Carmen’s file and started looking at her attendance and performance reviews. She wanted that female out of her company. Melissa was a married woman. She didn’t like that video she saw, not one little bit.
    That wasn’t Shan’s intention, but truthfully, she didn’t care. She wasn’t out to get Carmen, but she also had no care about who knew what went down. She wasn’t the one who needed to feel ashamed. She was leaving; she could care less if Carmen kept or lost her job. She wouldn‘t have shared, but Melissa asked.
    Shan pulled into the bank and spoke with a service representative. She opened a new checking and savings account. She moved half of the amount from each of their joint accounts into her new ones. She had her name removed from the joint accounts. She looked at their revolving credit balance and paid half. She paid half the credit card balance as well. She was leaving Jack with only half the debt they accrued. She wasn’t about to be in some long, drawn out divorce. She would be free of him in ninety days.
    Her next stop was their realtor. She explained the marriage had ended and the house was up for immediate sale. She was informed there would be paperwork. She gave Jack’s work address and her mother’s home address to the realtor. The realtor agreed to send everything to those addresses and communicate via email. She understood that she was never to copy Shan on any email she sent Jack. All correspondence would be separate. She didn’t even want to see his name on a To: line.
    Her next stop was lunch. She was starving and it had been a busy morning. She treated herself to her favorite Cajun eatery. She ordered an iced tea and a Swamp Thing. She drank the tea and took the Swamp Thing to go. The last stop was her cousin’s law office.
    Lawyer, yes that is his name and was always a little talking point with new clients, ushered her into his office. He knew shock when he saw it and had his secretary bring sparkling water and sweet tea. He listened as Shan recounted the tale, including the fact she had video evidence.
    “Good. The fact you have video will make him less likely to fight you. I suggest you file and claim irreconcilable differences. If he tries to start trouble, I will tell him that you can always add infidelity and we will include the video as evidence. That makes it public record and could possibly be seen by someone he would rather not,” were Lawyer’s words.
    “We can do whatever you suggest, but I want it filed immediately, today. I want Jack served as soon as possible. One more thing, I want my name changed back to Evans. I want to be Shannon Elise Evans, again,” Shan stated quite emphatically.
    “No problem, I will get the ball rolling before you are out of the parking lot,” Lawyer agreed.
    As Shan left, he got on the phone and started giving his paralegal the information she needed to get it all started today. He told her to mark it hot and nothing else on her desk took precedence over getting his cousin away from this fool. Only a fool took his girlfriend to the bed he slept in with his wife.
    The next stop was the gas station. She bought a four pack of sauvignon blanc, a pack of menthol Newports and drove five hours to Galveston. She smoked half the Newports en route. The wine was sitting in a little cooler she had also picked up when she stopped at Woody’s Smokehouse off the highway. There was an additional four pack of wine, cheese, crackers,

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