The Devaney Brothers: Michael and Patrick. Sherryl Woods

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Название The Devaney Brothers: Michael and Patrick
Автор произведения Sherryl Woods
Жанр Контркультура
Серия MIRA
Издательство Контркультура
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isbn 9781472095343



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think your brother will have to say about you and me going out?”

      “Bryan doesn’t interfere in my work. For that matter, though, he’s welcome to come along.” Maybe her brother could smooth things over between them, keep her from saying the wrong thing, or at the very least, keep Michael from misinterpreting what she said and taking offense. “Is it a deal?”

      He seemed to be struggling with the offer, weighing it from every angle to see if he could find a catch. Kelly could almost see the wheels in his head turning. She realized then that this whole trust business was a far larger issue than she’d first assumed. Obviously it had to do with his family background. How on earth could she be expected to overcome that kind of distrust in a few short therapy sessions?

      She looked him in the eye. “Or would you prefer to start over with another therapist.”

      “No,” he said at once.

      She might have found the quick response flattering if she didn’t suspect it had more to do with his dread of wasting time searching for someone new than it did with her.

      “Okay, then,” she said. “Pick a day and we’ll get together.”

      “Friday,” he suggested finally. “I promised my sister-in-law today that I’d go to the pub Friday evening. Why don’t you and Bryan come along?”

      Kelly nodded. “Sounds good. Want us to pick you up? You’re on our way.”

      “Sure,” he said eventually, as if he’d wrestled with that decision, too.

      She grinned at him. “You’re not sacrificing your independence, you know. You really are on our way.”

      He gave her a self-deprecating grin that made Kelly’s heart flip over.

      “I know,” he admitted. “That’s why I finally gave in. I’m stubborn. I’m not an idiot.”

      She laughed then. “A distinction I’ll try to remember.”

      His expression sobered. “So will I. I really am sorry for giving you such a rough time. It’s just that all this is so blasted frustrating.”

      She patted his hand. “Compared to some people I’ve worked with, you’re downright sweet-natured.”

      Michael winced at the description, just as she’d expected him to.

      “Don’t worry,” she reassured him. “I won’t let it get around. I imagine you big, tough SEALs pride yourselves on being as cantankerous as they come.”

      “You’d better believe it,” he agreed, his fierce expression belied by the twinkle in his eyes. After an instant, the sparkle dimmed. “Of course, ex-SEALs are another breed entirely.”

      There was no mistaking the return of bitterness and despair in his tone. Kelly desperately wanted to make things better, but she wasn’t sure if she could find the right words. She made herself try, though.

      “You know, Michael, it seems to me that in some ways it takes as much bravery to face a future all alone without the SEALs as it does to take on some dangerous, covert mission surrounded by an entire team of highly trained experts,” she told him.

      “In other words, if I don’t get over myself and face this whole therapy thing head-on, I’m a coward?” he asked.

      “Your words, not mine,” she said.

      He sighed heavily. “Then maybe that’s exactly what I am,” he conceded, his expression bleak. “Because if I’m no longer a SEAL, then I don’t know who the hell I am.”

      Kelly could have offered a whole string of platitudes that would have meant nothing at all to him, but she didn’t. Instead, she merely touched his shoulder. “But you’ll figure it out,” she said quietly.

      “I wish I were as sure of that as you seem to be.”

      “You’re a smart man, you’ll find your way,” she insisted. “Trust me.”

      His gaze captured hers and held. “Which brings us full circle.”

      She gathered up her things and headed for the door. “I’ll see you Friday night and we’ll work on it,” she said, because suddenly there was nothing on earth more important to her than gaining Michael Devaney’s trust...unless it was giving him back his faith in himself.

      4

      Bryan was staring at Kelly as if she’d suddenly grown two heads. “Tell me again how this came about?” he demanded, when she invited him to join her and Michael at Ryan’s Place on Friday night. “You asked Michael—your patient—out on a date? How many rules does that break?”

      “None precisely,” Kelly retorted defensively. “And it’s not a date. Michael admits he has issues with trust. I find it’s impossible to do my job if my client doesn’t trust my judgment. I thought it might help if he got to know me better as someone other than your baby sister. Apparently he agrees, because he suggested going to Ryan’s Place on Friday night. Now do you want to come along or not?”

      “Oh, I’m coming,” Bryan said, his expression grim. “If only to make sure you don’t do anything stupid. You seem to forget that I can read you like a book. It may be an issue of trust for Michael, but it’s a whole lot more for you.”

      Kelly found her brother’s attitude extremely annoying, to say nothing of patronizing. “I am not going to try to seduce him, if that’s what you’re worried about,” she said heatedly.

      “What if he tries to seduce you? Will you take him up on it?” Bryan asked with the sort of bluntness he normally reserved for the patients he counseled in his psychology practice.

      Much as she wanted to believe that Michael attempting to seduce her was a possibility, Kelly was a realist where Michael Devaney was concerned. He was not going to try to get her into bed, not Friday night, most likely not ever. More’s the pity.

      She regarded her brother with a sour look. “I’ll let you know if the issue arises. Then, again, maybe I won’t. It’s not really any of your business.”

      “How can you say that? Of course it is. I’m your brother, and I’m the one who talked you into taking this job.”

      “Oh, for heaven’s sake, Bryan, you didn’t talk me into anything. You mentioned it. I spoke with Ryan and then consulted with Michael. He and I were the ones who agreed to give it a try. At best, you gave me a lead on a job. You’ve done it a hundred times before without working yourself into a frenzy over the outcome.”

      “But this was different.”

      “Why?”

      “Because we’re talking about Michael,” he replied with evident impatience. “I knew you’d jump at the chance to help him because you always had a thing for him.”

      She kissed her brother’s cheek. “Too late for regrets now, worrywart. I’m a big girl. I can handle this.”

      “You can handle Michael’s therapy,” he corrected. “I don’t have a doubt in the world about that. But this? This is social. Michael’s not thinking straight these days, and neither, apparently, are you. You’ll end up getting your heart broken.”

      She frowned at him. “Thanks for the vote of confidence.”

      “You know what I mean. I thought for sure you’d be over your crush by now, but you aren’t, are you?”

      “I was barely a teenager when you first brought Michael home. He was gorgeous. Naturally I was intrigued by him,” she said, ignoring the fact that none of those feelings had gone away. She was still very much attracted to Michael, something her big brother definitely didn’t need to have confirmed. Maybe it was time to turn the tables, put him on the hot seat. “Now let’s talk about your love life—or should I say your lack of one.”

      His scowl