Jeffrey froze, his hand halfway guiding hers, as Patrick's amused voice interrupted them.
Still blushing, Joanne turned toward him with an unbothered smirk. "You haven't left yet, Paddy? It's late."
Patrick crossed his arms, shooting Jeffrey a teasing look. "I was going to, but I figured I'd wait for lover boy to get home first. You made me wait too long," he said with a wink.
Joanne chuckled, warmth blooming in her chest. Ever since Caruso's attack, Patrick and the farmhands had been extra protective—always keeping an eye on her, watching the fences, checking the cameras.
It wasn't just a job to them. They genuinely cared.
Patrick tilted his head toward the house, smirking. "Now that he's here, I'll be leaving. You two should, uh… continue inside."
Joanne rolled her eyes while Jeffrey huffed a laugh.
"See you in the morning, Paddy!" she called out, waving.
