Chapter 28

Chapter Twenty-Eight

ELLE

Iwas so comfortable, I didn’t want to open my eyes. My pillow isn’t very soft but it was warm and I was being soothed with a gentle caress on my arm. I snuggled deeper into my pillow. I couldn’t remember a time when I had felt so content and rested.

A knock at the window makes me jump. “Ugh.” A deep rumble against my ear startles me so much I swing my fist out. “Ouch, sweetheart. It’s me.”

I open my eyes and am face to face with Patrick, he’s rubbing his shoulder but there is a giant smile painting his face. “Oh shit, I’m sorry.” I flutter my hands and place a soft kiss on his shoulder. Patrick chuckles as another knock at the window pulls my attention away from him.

“Well, well, well. What do we have here?”

Paul’s voice is full of mirth and I want to die on the spot.

I close my eyes and pull the blanket over my head.

If I hide, this isn’t really happening. “Hey Rick. Can you let my sister know that we’re working on getting that tree outta the way.

Unless you want to stay in the office for a little longer?

” I groan, no fucking way this was happening.

“Sure thing, Paul. Thanks.”

“I aim to please.”

Silence.

“He’s gone, sweetheart.”

I pull the blanket down so my eyes peek out and I look over to the window which was, thankfully, now closed.

“Oh my god, Paul is such a gossipy bitch, he’s going to tell everyone!

” I burrow myself into Patrick’s side and all the jerk does is wrap his arms around me and laugh.

“It’s not funny!” I pinch his side and he jumps away from me, landing on the floor.

“Dang sweetheart.” My heart flutters at the nickname but my heart fluttering reminds me that I’m not currently wearing a bra. “Damnit!” I cross my arms across my chest and hop off our makeshift

I cannot be in just my shorts and braless when my little brother and whoever is helping him get the tree moved gets us out of here.

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