Chapter 17: A Tower of Darkness
Patrick told me to bring my umbrella along, claiming, “I don’t want you to get your handsome suit all wet, city boy.”
I asked him, “Where are we going?”
“Wait and find out, my new friend. And trust me, I have no intentions of hurting you.”
I did trust him. Why? Who knew why? Some men were just comfortable to be around, and Patrick Brogan just happened to be one of those men. Plus, once you tossed in a little lust and crush on the man, it certainly didn’t help my attraction to him and my trust.
We walked from the reception area over a stone path, which descended to a grassy pathway. He carried the umbrella, shielding us as we strolled side by side. Rain pelted down from the heavens, and our shoulders rubbed together.
He asked, “What does it feel like to
