Ugh, are you kidding me?
Patrick shook his head, and frowned.
What, do you want to have sex with them?
He rolled over, and sighed.
We're done, freak, done.
Patrick sat up, growling. He couldn't get the conversation with Lizzie out of his head. He'd tried to share his secret with her, hoping they could bring it into the bedroom. To be fair, she'd told him he wanted him to wear his leather jacket to bed...