Patrick

Suddenly, he realized how disgusted he was with the entire thing. “She is a person, Brad,” he told his friend grimly just before he walked away. With a determined expression on his face, he strode from the large room brimming with people of wealth and prestige and asked for his coat, asking the valet to bring his car around. He had no idea he was heading to her place until he was in the familiar neighborhood. He parked the car on the curb and sat there looking at her apartment. It was a beautiful Friday night, the last one in August, and the air was balmy and stars peppered the velvety blue sky. It was a little after ten, and he could see from the light shining through the window that she was probably still awake. With a decisive movement, he got out and secured the car before going up to the front door to ring the bell.

He heard when she slid the peephole open and then disengaged the safety chain to open the door. “What is it, Patrick?”

“Goodnight to you too, darling,” he said with a lopsided grin. He had loosened his bow tie and taken off his jacket and left it in the car. He looked roguishly handsome and slightly drunk. “I was just in the neighborhood and decided to stop by.”

“You don’t come into this neighborhood, so you being here is deliberate.” She stood inside the doorway not budging an inch.

“I wanted to see you,” he told her abruptly, reaching out to tuck a stray curl behind her ear. “You are the woman carrying my child and we are soon to be married so what’s the harm in dropping by?”

She moved aside to let him in and closed the door behind him.

“What is it?”

“I was at a function and was as bored as hell.”

“So, you decided to come here to relieve your boredom?”

“Something like that,” he told her in amusement, reaching out a hand to trace her full bottom lip. “I want to kiss you,” he murmured, using his hand to tip her chin up. “I want to do more than that.”

Without warning, he pulled her into his arms and took her lips with his hungrily! Carrie never thought about resisting. In fact, from the very first time he had touched her that fateful night almost three months ago, she had wanted to experience what they had shared again.