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Morrison is, or at least where he works, Madi. Don’t get up. I’ll get a cab.”
    “Ms. Johnson.” Patrick’s deep voice froze her in her tracks. He clearly didn’t like her treatment of Madi, and while she could admire him for his loyalty, what about Madi’s loyalty to her?
    She stared at him and waited him out.
    “Madison was certain you would not come if you knew I would be here, Ms. Johnson,” Patrick stated, giving her a dark stare. “However, I would be obliged if you would have breakfast with us and hear me out. Madison cares about you and would not do this if she believed it wasn’t in your best interest.”
    “Quite frankly, Mr. Morrison, I’m not certain Madi, or Alberta for that matter, know what is in my best interest anymore. I don’t think I know them anymore. I have tried to make it clear to Mr. Alexander that his attentions are not welcome, and yet he persists. It is upsetting, and I won’t put up with it.” Kennedy turned to leave, avoiding the tears now standing in Madi’s eyes.
    “Actually, Ms. Johnson,” he advised, “this has nothing to do with Graham, although you should know he is my best friend and I will of course defend him unless he acts in a way that is indefensible. The purpose of this breakfast is twofold. Madison insisted that I meet you because we are in a relationship, and she wanted me to meet her best friend. You are hurting her with your stubborn attitude. Secondly, I understand you are in need of a job, and I am in the market for a personal assistant.”
    Kennedy tried not to gape like a fish. She closed her mouth with a snap and searched for words. “I apologize to you both. My mistake. Congratulations, Madi. And you, Mr. Morrison, I hope you realize what a wonderful woman you are in a relationship with.”
    The “and you’d better not fuck her over”didn’t have to be added. It hung there in the silence like the unspoken threat that it was.
    “Call me Patrick please, Kennedy. I do so appreciate loyalty. Will you join us so we can discuss the PA position over breakfast.” It wasn’t a request, and Kennedy heard the order in his tone and balked.
    “Sorry, Mr. Morrison. It’s likely I already have a job judging from the way my last two interviews went, and I quite frankly have no interest in being a PA for someone who works in, or for, the kind of club you are connected to. Madi, I’m sorry, but I am so done with surprises.”

    * * * *

    Madi sighed as she watched her best friend leave the restaurant. Patrick pulled her close and kissed the top of her head.
    “Kennedy has been through a lot, Patrick,” she reminded him. “And Alberta and I have changed over this past while, or at least come into ourselves. Kennedy doesn’t understand that yet. I shouldn’t have pushed her so hard.”
    “I convinced you that Graham would likely be the perfect Dom for your friend, Madison,” Patrick reassured her. “You are correct in recognizing a woman who desperately needs to let someone take over for her, even if it is just in the bedroom. Kennedy quite obviously carries too heavy a burden. But we have tried our best. It’s now up to Graham.”
    Madison shook her head. “Graham will not control her, Patrick. Truly he won’t. She’s different than I am. I want you to take charge. I need you to. I trust you one hundred percent with my whole self. Kennedy doesn’t trust anyone now, not even me, and because of what I just did, she’s alone.”
    The tears slipped out of her eyes and flowed over her cheeks, unchecked. Patrick held her and rocked her gently.

    * * * *

    Kennedy walked for miles and miles in the general direction of her apartment. She found herself on residential streets lined with mature trees and wondered at the luck of the people, the families who lived there. The longing she felt for such a life was something she rarely allowed herself to consider, but it was there, nevertheless. It was a lot to ask for, a husband, a house like one of these in a