Page 11 of Will & Patrick's Endless Honeymoon
“The man’s a dreamboat. Now that you’re done with him, he can join me and Will as a third in our bed.”
“Ha! As if you’d share Will!”
Patrick shrugs, but she’s right. He and Will are way too absorbed in each other to want to be with anyone else. “So what happened this time? The D finally stopped being so good?”
Her smile is wicked. “No, the D has always been consistently slamming. Hello, raging UTI, remember?” She goes wistful obviously remembering Jax and his D, but then rubs at her forehead. “I guess that’s over.”
Patrick nudges her. “So he stopped being handsome and funny?”
Her blue eyes cut into him. “Stop being a jerk. You know what the problem is!”
“I do. You’re a snob.”
She sits up straighter. “I am not.”
“You are. You’re a regular old-fashioned snob and you think you’re too good for him.”
“That’s bullshit.”
“Is it really just the barista thing or is it racism too? It’s because he’s Lakota, right?”
“Don’t be a bastard today, Patrick. I don’t feel up to listening to it. And after I just gave you a great pep talk.”
“It sucks when I’m right. Oh, wait, I’m always right.”
She glares. “It’s not that he’s Lakota. I don’t care about that. It’s his lack of ambition.”
“As evidenced by…?”
She counts the reasons on her fingers. “He doesn’t have a college education. He doesn’t want to ever leave Healing. He plans to work in that coffee shop indefinitely.”
“Managethat coffee shop,” Patrick corrects.
“It’s a coffee shop, Patrick.”
“Like I said, you’re a snob.”
“Oh, and you aren’t a snob?” She flips her ponytail pointedly. “Like you’d have found Will half as attractive without his money and career?”
“Will’s a desperate do-gooder.” Patrick shrugs. “He wears the look well. But, yes, I’d have loved him without the money.”
“You only say that because you’re head-over-heels for him now. But if you’re being honest…” She leans forward and narrows her eyes. “The money wasliterallythe only reason you didn’t divorce him immediately.”
Patrick raises his brows. “Well, if you want to beliteralabout it—something you and Will tell menotto be, by the way—that’s true.”
“It is true!” She jabs a pink-painted fingernail into his arm. “You only came to Healing because you didn’t want him to lose all that mobster-funded Molinaro trust money.”
“No, I came becausehedidn’t want to lose the money.”
“God, you’re so literal!” she exclaims.
“You just told me to be.”
The money that funds Will’s charitable foundation, Good Works, does a lot of good things in the world, despite its blood money origins. Will’s foundation provides help to kids with cancer and supports LGBT kids in rural areas, amongst many other amazing and ridiculously do-gooder-y things.
Patrick concedes, “Fine. I have a soft spot for kids with cancer.”
“And a soft spot for Will.”
