Chapter 15: From This Point On
Not even ten minutes later, the sky filled with an assortment of swirling gray, blue, and black clouds. Thunder rumbled in the distance, and it started to sprinkle.
Patrick sidled up to me in his cowboy gear and said, “Hey, suit, how are you doing?”
“I think we’re going to be rained on,” I admitted, looking at the heavens to the twinkle of affection in his eyes.
“Not to fear. The reception is in one of the barns.” He reached for my hand and tightened it within his own. “How about you follow me?”
I probably would have followed him anywhere he wanted to go. Patrick was affectionate and sweet, and I didn’t mind at all being at his side and labeled as his companion, boyfriend, lover, or husband.
As we walked away from the gathering of white chairs, the faux
