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Chapter Fourteen

“Dr. McCloud, justthe man I’ve been looking for.”

Patrick rolls his eyes. “All I wanted was to bang a hot guy in Vegas. That’s all I wanted.” He turns to a family walking past, saying to the children as their mother ushers them toward the pool, “Consequences are real, kids. Don’t drink and hook up.”

The woman shoots him a concerned glance and herds the children on more quickly just as Tony catches up to Patrick on the walkway.

Patrick shakes the bag in his hand, rattling the frozen Snickers bars he just picked up at the on-site convenience store. “Make it fast. I don’t want Will’s snack to melt.”

Tony’s smile dimples both cheeks, and Patrick rolls his eyes as his dick traitorously notices yet again how darkly handsome Will’s father is. He wishes he could honestly say he doesn’t know what Kimberly sees in the man, but the way sex oozes off him—all that dark glossy hair, those white teeth, and his hazel eyes—makes it hard to miss.

“You and I have unfinished business.”

“Nope,” Patrick says, turning his back on Tony. “I told you at Christmas and again the last time you were in Healing schtupping Kimberly, I’m not interested in a life of crime. Thanks. Bye.”

Tony chuckles. “No, not about that. Not this time. I’m talking about the situation with Will.”

Patrick lets out a sharp sigh. “What situation with Will? He’s happy, healthy, and less insane than all of the rest of you put together. What more do you want?” He remembers past threats and clenches his hands together protectively. “And leave any mention of my fingers out of this.”

Tony squeezes Patrick’s shoulder warmly. “I’d never dream of doing any damage to those talent fingers. Not so long as my sonis, as you say, happy, healthy, and…sober.Ishe sober?”

“Yes.”

“You’re certain?”

“Aren’t you?” Patrick shoots back. “You’ve got your goons hanging around Healing again. They’d have noticed if Will was hitting up the bars. Especially since that’s how they spend their own evenings I’m sure. When they’re not indulging at the whorehouse.”

“Escort service,” Tony corrects.

“Whatever.”

Another family hustles by them, the father putting his hands over his daughter’s ears and glaring at them. Obviously, this isn’t a conversation fit for public consumption, but so few of his conversations are: either no one wants to hear about brains because of the gore factor or no one wants to hear about sex because of the TMI factor. In Patrick’s opinion, that’s their problem, not his.

“Rumor has it Will’s ex has taken a turn for the worse and that my son is footing the bill for it.”

“No, I’m footing the bill.” Patrick rubs the bridge of his nose. It’s tender still from the prior day’s burn. Luckily, it doesn’t seem bad enough to peel, but their honeymoon isn’t over yet.

“And why would you do something like that?” Tony cocks his head, genuine curiosity shining in his eyes.

“I don’t have to explain myself to you.”

“No, I suppose you don’t.” Tony frowns. “I don’t like the idea of that man—a man who hurt my son—”

“No small thanks to you.”

“—getting a king’s treatment.”

“You’d rather he suffered?”

“Wouldn’t you?” Tony says slyly, slipping an arm around Patrick’s shoulders. “Payback for all he did to Will. All the pain and hurt he caused him?”

“No. I’m not a sociopath.” Patrick shrugs him off. “So, let me get this straight. You came out tonight, leaving Kimberly and your bouncing bride alone, to give me the third degree about Ryan Whitehead’s medical care? I call bull crap on that.”

Tony shrugs. “I was going to the convenience store to buy more condoms actually. It’s been a wild couple of days. But, when I spotted you without Will, I decided to investigate a few things I’ve been meaning to address with you alone. The other being Will’s relationship with his mother.”

“Talk to Will. That’s between him and Kimber—” Patrick puts up his hand. “Never mind. Don’t talk to him. You’ve interfered in our honeymoon enough.”

“It’s not as bad as you make it out to be. You’ve had plenty of time alone. I know because I’ve been so busy myself that I almost can’t walk straight.”