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off into the sunset somehow. Jamie had gone undercover in a bad mission with an even worse supervising agent and he was just going to have to live with his decisions. They all had to live with Jamie’s fucking decisions.
“Damn, Mil, if I knew the answers to those questions I’d be better off,” El said, trying to joke. “What are you both doing home anyway?”
“Well, you wouldn’t let us go to Montana, so we’d thought we’d be here when you got back,” Millie responded curtly.
Patrick pulled Millie protectively into his chest. Instinct kicked in and all he wanted to do was protect her. “I called in a favor and my buddy from the ATF is coming to take a look at the car for any sign of explosives. I’m taking Millie home.” He attempted to pull her toward the door. “Call me if you need me, El.”
“Wait, I want to know what the fuck is going on!” Millie demanded, fighting his pull.
“Babe, we’ll talk about it later. Let’s just get out of here now, okay?” Patrick’s voice was soft and he ran his thumb over Millie’s right eyebrow. Her resolve crumbled and she melted into him, finally letting him guide her toward the door.
“Fine, but don’t think this is over.” Millie gave El the universal symbol that she’d “be watching.”
Patrick moved her quickly to his car. He opened the door for her and ran to the driver’s side, then slid in and did a u-turn so they wouldn’t pass El’s car. Chris would be there soon and then they’d have an idea what they were dealing with. A thought needled his mind—he needed to get a plan together and quick. If Jamie was willing to just kill her this way, he was a loose cannon that needed to be dealt with.
“Patrick?” Millie said, pulling him from his thoughts.
“Yeah, babe.”
“What’s going on?”
“I have no idea,” he responded truthfully.
Chapter Six
TORN
Patrick brought the three chicken breasts in from the grill and it reminded him of when El lived with him and Billy, of the nights that he and Billy took turns cooking for them, when they were a family and took care of her. He missed her smartass comments. The sparkle in her eye as she told him to fuck off or asked him to help her was what drove him the first couple of years that she lived with them.
Millie smiled at him as she set the side dishes down on the kitchen table and he kissed her cheek. Billy paused his game and sat at the table.
“So I’m going to be out of commission for a while with work,” Billy said and shoved a piece of chicken in his mouth, looking at Patrick.
“Where to this time?” Millie asked innocently, scooping up sautéed spinach and waiting for his answer.
“Kansas City.”
“Fuck, that’s miserable,” Patrick commented.
“Yep, it’ll be hard for me to get back and forth for the next few weeks.”
Patrick caught the tone of Billy’s voice and looked up from his roasted potatoes. He looked at his best friend intently, knowing that Billy was trying to tell him he wouldn’t be around for the next few weeks even though Patrick needed him. It was to be expected with Billy’s job. Patrick sighed. “No worries, dude. We’ll make it.” He winked at Billy.
“You need us to do anything for you while you’re away?” Millie asked.
“No, I just feel bad I’m going to be gone with so much going on…” His voice trailed off.
So Patrick was on his own with planning Jamie’s demise. Billy’s job took him all over, and Patrick wasn’t surprised he’d be gone, he was just hoping that Billy could help him with the planning stages. If he was going to be gone, that nixed that strategy. Maybe he could talk through these things with him before he left. Billy was the brains in the operation; Patrick could always count on him to help talk him through a problem. It was something most people didn’t know about Billy.
Millie got up to grab the wine bottle on the counter.
“I’m sorry,” Billy mouthed as soon as she was gone.
Patrick
“Damn, Mil, if I knew the answers to those questions I’d be better off,” El said, trying to joke. “What are you both doing home anyway?”
“Well, you wouldn’t let us go to Montana, so we’d thought we’d be here when you got back,” Millie responded curtly.
Patrick pulled Millie protectively into his chest. Instinct kicked in and all he wanted to do was protect her. “I called in a favor and my buddy from the ATF is coming to take a look at the car for any sign of explosives. I’m taking Millie home.” He attempted to pull her toward the door. “Call me if you need me, El.”
“Wait, I want to know what the fuck is going on!” Millie demanded, fighting his pull.
“Babe, we’ll talk about it later. Let’s just get out of here now, okay?” Patrick’s voice was soft and he ran his thumb over Millie’s right eyebrow. Her resolve crumbled and she melted into him, finally letting him guide her toward the door.
“Fine, but don’t think this is over.” Millie gave El the universal symbol that she’d “be watching.”
Patrick moved her quickly to his car. He opened the door for her and ran to the driver’s side, then slid in and did a u-turn so they wouldn’t pass El’s car. Chris would be there soon and then they’d have an idea what they were dealing with. A thought needled his mind—he needed to get a plan together and quick. If Jamie was willing to just kill her this way, he was a loose cannon that needed to be dealt with.
“Patrick?” Millie said, pulling him from his thoughts.
“Yeah, babe.”
“What’s going on?”
“I have no idea,” he responded truthfully.
Chapter Six
TORN
Patrick brought the three chicken breasts in from the grill and it reminded him of when El lived with him and Billy, of the nights that he and Billy took turns cooking for them, when they were a family and took care of her. He missed her smartass comments. The sparkle in her eye as she told him to fuck off or asked him to help her was what drove him the first couple of years that she lived with them.
Millie smiled at him as she set the side dishes down on the kitchen table and he kissed her cheek. Billy paused his game and sat at the table.
“So I’m going to be out of commission for a while with work,” Billy said and shoved a piece of chicken in his mouth, looking at Patrick.
“Where to this time?” Millie asked innocently, scooping up sautéed spinach and waiting for his answer.
“Kansas City.”
“Fuck, that’s miserable,” Patrick commented.
“Yep, it’ll be hard for me to get back and forth for the next few weeks.”
Patrick caught the tone of Billy’s voice and looked up from his roasted potatoes. He looked at his best friend intently, knowing that Billy was trying to tell him he wouldn’t be around for the next few weeks even though Patrick needed him. It was to be expected with Billy’s job. Patrick sighed. “No worries, dude. We’ll make it.” He winked at Billy.
“You need us to do anything for you while you’re away?” Millie asked.
“No, I just feel bad I’m going to be gone with so much going on…” His voice trailed off.
So Patrick was on his own with planning Jamie’s demise. Billy’s job took him all over, and Patrick wasn’t surprised he’d be gone, he was just hoping that Billy could help him with the planning stages. If he was going to be gone, that nixed that strategy. Maybe he could talk through these things with him before he left. Billy was the brains in the operation; Patrick could always count on him to help talk him through a problem. It was something most people didn’t know about Billy.
Millie got up to grab the wine bottle on the counter.
“I’m sorry,” Billy mouthed as soon as she was gone.
Patrick
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