CHAPTER ELEVEN

Patrick sat in the living room of his home and thought about how his life had changed so unexpectedly in the last three weeks. He would've never imagined in a million years that everything would've blown up in his face. He remembers his reaction when he first came down the stairs and discovered Robin's bags in the mudroom. He immediately began to panic because Lisa had left only moments before he descended the stairs.

"Robin" he called out trying to sound casual, but panic evident in his voice "Robin baby, you here?" He asked again as he began to actively search the house for her. He ran upstairs and searched the rooms and then back downstairs and out the front door thinking that maybe Robin had confronted Lisa in the front yard, but Lisa's car wasn't parked across the street and there were no signs of a struggle. Patrick went back to the mudroom where he had passed Robin's bag and noticed the door was slightly ajar. The wind quickly left his lungs as he realized that Robin more than likely walked in on them.

Patrick thought the idea was preposterous, he would've heard her walk up the stairs-hell he would've seen her as Lisa and Patrick had made love in front of the door. They never left the bedroom Patrick thought until he realized that they had. His body stiffened as he realized he and Lisa had sex in the kitchen, but he still knew that he would've had heard her put the key in the door- unless she was already in the house the little voice in his head reasoned. It made perfect sense, Robin had come home early to surprise him but she got the surprise of a lifetime.

He immediately grabbed his keys and drove over to Macs. That's the only place she would go. He raced over to the house like a bat in hell, readying his story to tell her. He'd admit that it was that one time and because they were both commiserating the current state of their relationships. Patrick would paint Robin as the villain, the way she abruptly left, her lack of affection-he knew Robin well enough to know that she would begin to secretly wonder if it were indeed her fault. Satisfied with his cover story, Patrick jumped out of the car and began to pound on Mac's door.

Five minutes later, a disheveled Mac answered the door. "Patrick, what the hell do you want?" He asked

"Look Mac, I know she's here. She's my wife and I deserve to talk with her. To work this out" Patrick said, firmly stating both his case and his intent

"Why the hell would my niece be here?" Mac questioned, his voice piercing the still morning air

"Are you telling me she's not here?" Patrick asked dumbfounded, he really hadn't given any thought that Robin would go someplace else

"No. But what the hell have you done, Drake?" Mac asked, his body rigid and his jaw clenched

Patrick looked at Mac and drew a blank. A thousand other scenarios ran across his mind about where Robin could be and what she was doing. Without acknowledging Mac, Patrick quickly jumped into his car and began to race over all the places he thought she might be. After an hour of searching he reluctantly returned home to find Robin sitting on the couch with a suitcase packed.

Patrick slowly approached Robin but she held her hand up, indicating that she didn't want him any closer.

"I'm not going to draw this out; Nor do I need to hear your side of anything. I know that you've been screwing Lisa and tonight wasn't the first time" She stated as she looked up at him, her eyes void of any discernable emotion

Patrick just stared, not sure what his next move will be. Robin took advantage of his momentary loss of words and continued "I refuse to stay another minute in this house, knowing what you've done"

"What about Emma?" Patrick asked weakly

"What about her?" Robin questioned, anger showing through in her voice "She's coming with me" she stated as if it were the most obvious thing in the world

"You are NOT taking my kid" Patrick yelled. Robin was off the couch with lightening speed and in his face

"Your kid? Your kid? Where were your parental instincts when you had Lisa bent over the lsland next to your daughter's highchair? Where were your parental instincts when you brought another woman into OUR home and disrespected not only me but our child and life we made together?" She seethed "You only play that card when it's convenient for you. Well guess what, Asshole? This right here-" she said as she motioned towards her wedding ring "is no longer convenient for me. I can't wait around for you to play father and husband when it suits you. So screw you and the high horse you rode in on" and with that she tossed the ring on the table and brushed past him out the front door.

Patrick was snapped from his memory when he heard his phone ring. It was Lisa. Lisa. That was another story in and of itself. When he told her that Robin knew about their affair, she was very blasé about the whole situation. She showed no concern for what either of their actions had caused. One would think that that type of arrogance would be a major turn off, but it served as an aphrodisiac to Patrick. Instead of Patrick trying to repair his marriage, he spent the next few weeks sexing Lisa up all over town. Yes, things were beyond tense with Robin at work and eventually most the Staff came to learn of their affair but Lisa played her role brilliantly. She sobbed to Steve and told him she would understand that if her never wanted to see her again. Steve, being the consummate good guy, forgave her and welcomed her back. Patrick found it exciting to know that while Steve showered Lisa with affection, it was his name that was ripped from her lips night after night.

Initially all of their encounters were exciting but he began to notice a change with Lisa. She started to become clingy, demanding even. She would show up to the house unannounced all in the name of seducing him but after their time together, she was growing more and more reluctant to leave. Patrick liked Lisa, but he liked her more when she wanted the same thing that he did-carefree sex with no regrets.

He had been dodging her calls and avoiding her after their massive confrontation at Jakes. She had shown up, frantic, demanding to know why he stood her up.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Patrick snapped, upset that she was drawing so much attention to them

"My parents-that's flew in and waited over an hour to meet you. And you didn't even show"

"Whoa, whoa..parents? I never agreed to meet your parents. Why would you ever think that?" He asked

"Uh, because we've been seeing each other for a few weeks now and my parents were in town and wanted to meet the man that had stolen their daughter's heart" She said as if it were crystal clear

"What? We aren't seeing each other Lisa. We're just screwing" He said as he took a swig of his beer

"You're drunk" Lisa said taking a step back. She waved her hand in the air, as if dismissing his last comment and turned to walk out but not before replying "We'll talk about this in the morning". That had been a week ago and Patrick had skillfully managed to avoid her at all costs. Patrick had been visiting with Emma at Mac's and had even managed to convince Mac to help him convince Robin to give him another chance.

Although Patrick wasn't 100% sold on the idea of monogamy, he'd much rather deal with Robin than the crazy Lisa's of the world. As he stood up from the couch and walked to the front door to check the mail, he received the shock of his life when he was greeted with Lisa on the other side.

"What the hell are you doing here" He bellowed. She looked up, with mascara running down her cheeks and uttered the two words that would change his life forever-

"I'm pregnant"