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Evie
WANTING TO TALK TO Patrick, I waited until he went up to the guest room for the night so then his father wouldn’t catch us talking. His father was still downstairs and I certainly wanted to avoid him.
Patrick had been in there for about an hour so I figured it was time. Like before, I didn’t know what to say to make him walk away from me, but it was worth a try.
There was a connecting door between our rooms, and I didn’t think that Patrick knew about it. It didn’t look like a door and had been decorated in the same wooden design around both rooms. To blend in.
Using the small key, I unlocked it and quietly opened the door. Patrick’s room was quiet and there was no sign of him. I looked behind the door as well.
Bathroom.
The shower came on and then I heard something. As though someone had banged into the shower door. I wasn’t going look. Patrick might get ideas if I followed him into the bathroom.
I paced back and forth near the bed and then I froze.
There were voices.
Male voices in the bathroom.
My heart beat erratically at the thought of what was going on in there. I’d had my suspicions, but…
Curiosity got the better of me as I crept closer to the bathroom. There was a gap in the door, and, I looked.
My eyes widened in shock. The same man that was always with Patrick was naked, facing the shower wall with his legs spread. I didn’t miss his bobbing erection either.
I quickly turned to look at Patrick who was also naked, erect, and…oh.
He held his cock and pressed into the man in front of him.
I quickly turned away and tried to catch my breath. Somehow, I thought I’d feel good knowing that I was right, but I didn’t.
Quickly getting back to my room, I closed and locked the door and sagged to the floor.
At least now I knew why Patrick would be going through with the wedding. His father would kill him if he knew he was gay. What a way to cover it up by marrying a woman.
I just wish I’d discovered I was right without having to witness them having sex in the shower. It was now an image I wouldn’t be able to get out of my head anytime soon.
“Hey, Evie. Open up.”
I scrambled to my feet and unlocked my bedroom door. The minute I did, Millie fell into the room, out of breath.
“Why’d you lock your room?” She frowned. “And why are you flushed?” Her eyes narrowed.
“I’m fine, but why are you acting like you’ve run a mile?”
She tugged me over to the window. “Look.” She pointed to the garden.
“What?”
“Glasshouse. See something now?” She turned my head and my heart stopped.
“What’s going on?”
“Some meeting of sorts. I think it’s something bad.”
“Oh Millie, calm down. We’re safe in here.”
“I’m sleeping with you tonight.” Millie turned and used the bathroom before she climbed into my bed. “I’m waiting.”
