Chapter 10
Phillipe pulled up in front of the house. There was one car on the parking pad, Brigid’s little two-door. Brigid had assured him she was home alone, at least for a few hours until Patrick got home from work. The plan was for Phillipe to pick her up, head out to a local place for lunch, and be back before anyone got home. So far the sneaking had been part of the fun, though Phillipe knew they’d have to make a choice to either be friends or tell everyone about their relationship before long. Secrets like this were dangerous in the long-term. They had the tendency to blow up in people’s faces.
He stepped out of the car and stretched. He glanced at the back yard when he heard her voice. He approached the fence on naturally silent feet.
“No, you can’t do that. I can get it somewhe
