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former chief’s assholery into an Agatha Christie novel.”
    “Okay, I won’t.” Will pauses. “But only if you spoil the ending for me. So, whodunit, Dr. McCloud?”
    “Cancer. Cancer and a brain hemorrhage during surgery. Nothing—and no one—else is responsible for Jake Taylor’s death. And that’s all. I’m not going to discuss my patient with you.”
    Will cocks his head and studies him. “Are all surgeons this cold? Do you have an on switch so you can actually feel things, or is this it for you?”
    “What you see is what you get.” Patrick remembers how very warm he’d been last night. If Will considers that cold, then God help the man Will manages to get hot.
    Will eyes are narrowed and suspicious.
    Patrick sighs. “Really, Mr. Patterson, why do you care? Hopefully, in the next ten minutes we can clean up this mess and never see each other again.”
    “Accidentally marrying a murderer’s probably acceptable grounds for an annulment don’t you think?”
    There’s an audible gasp from one of the weepy women behind them, and Patrick glares at her. “First, I think your precious Molinaros aren’t too concerned with murder. And second, I think that falls under the category of fraud, which you’ve already told me is out of the question due to your family’s little morality problem.”
    Will cracks his first smile in a while, nudging Patrick with his shoulder. “Lighten up, Dr. McCloud. Or can’t you take a joke?”
    “Not when it’s not funny.”
    Will’s brows draw low and his lower lip tucks between his teeth. “Yeah, sorry. My sense of humor’s a little out of whack right now. Seems I went and married a stranger and I could lose everything important in my life.”
    “Huh. I can relate,” Patrick mutters.
    Will shoots him a half grin.
    “Cheer up. Looks like we’re next. In just a few interminably long minutes we’ll be free.”
    Five minutes later, a clerk stares at them with his eyebrows disappearing beneath a pink and white Santa hat. “Are you two really trying to tell me your marriage wasn’t consummated?”
    “That’s right,” Patrick replies.
    The clerk wears a badge that reads Santa’s Favorite Elf , which makes Patrick want to laugh, cry, or puke. Maybe all three. “You expect me to believe that?”
    “Yes,” Will says, leaning in to read the clerk’s nametag and smiling winningly. “Yes, Joe. Dr. McCloud and I did not have sexual relations after our otherwise entirely consensual and above-board marriage.”
    Joe snorts. “Oh, honey, the way you limped in here, I’m guessing you two had sexual relations all over the place.”
    Will’s face falls and Patrick can’t help but snicker. Of course they’ve ended up with a gay clerk. That’s how their luck is running today. Clearly, the jig is up.
    “You are correct, Joe,” Patrick states proudly. “We did it lots of times, in many different positions. I was fantastic.”
    “Patrick, you’re such a jokester!” Will fake laughs and kicks Patrick in the shin unsubtly. “What are you doing?”
    “Oh give it up, Will. Joe here’s not buying what we’re selling, are you Joe?”
    Patrick’s disappointed too, but the sooner they get out of here, the sooner he can eat. He’s hungry as hell. They can always come back later when there’s another clerk behind the desk. And if that doesn’t work out, then it’s divorce at any cost. Will’s money be damned.
    “Nope, not at all,” Joe agrees. “Sorry, honey,” he tells Will with a sympathetic smile. “But you’re not a very good liar.”
    “Do you know who I am?” Will changes tactics and Patrick groans, squeezing the bridge of his nose. Just his luck to marry a cute-as-a-button wanna-be thug.
    “You’re Guglielmo Michael Patterson-McCloud, according to your marriage certificate,” Joe waves the piece of paper in the air.
    “Gugli-what-mo?” Patrick hiccups out a laugh.
    “My father is Tony Molinaro.” Will ignores Patrick, pausing as though allowing