CHAPTER 1: PATRICK
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Patrick waited in the hallway for Annie to come out of the maid’s locker room. He was done with her silent treatment. Actually, her being silent would work perfectly because he needed her to listen, not talk.
She came out smelling fresh and clean after her shower. He clenched his hands to stop from pulling her close to inhale her flowery scent. His eyes wandered down to her chest, wondering if she dabbed a little perfume between her breasts like so many women did. It was one of his favorite spots. The skin was soft and warm, making the perfume, whatever it was, smell better – muskier and earthier.
She smiled and he couldn’t help it, he smiled back. He’d missed this.
“Oh, Patrick.” Her smiled slipped from her face.
It was like a punch in the gut. She’d be
