Chapter 21

While Nick leaned against the doorjamb of her dining room, Trisha stood at the head of the table staring down her men, looking too weary to even do that. She rubbed the fatigue from her features and sighed heavily.

"I know you all want to protect me, and each other, but I can't have you acting this way again. I love you all, for many reasons. I appreciate your concern, but this is over with now. Mike apologized and is entering rehab. It took courage to come here and say that, so he has earned some of my respect back. I will assist him in getting another position somewhere else, and I don't care how you feel about it."

Gingerly, she sat in the chair and placed her face into her hands in a rare display of weakness. Concern pinched his chest, but he remained where he was standing. Odd, because he never really had the urge to comfort, to take care of someone before. Trisha wasn't the type of woman to need consoling either.