CHAPTER 14PATRICK
There was a knock at the door. "Who in the world could that be?" Patrick said as he walked down the hall to the door. Looking out the front window, he saw Tyler. Oh, s**t.
Not the person he wanted to see but probably a good thing he was here. His timing couldn’t have been more perfect. "Tyler." He turned in silence, leaving the door open.
Tyler pushed through the door into the house. “Patrick, we need to talk …” He stopped mid-sentence as his gaze landed on Gia's pink sweatshirt on the couch.
Gia casually strolled in from the kitchen. "Hey, who's at the door?" she asked, as she wiped her hands on a kitchen towel. Stopping dead in her tracks, she mumbled an almost inaudible, "Shit."
"What the hell?" Tyler exploded. "Gia?" His eyes narrowed as his glare fell on her.
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