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And, if my day wasn’t bad enough. Senator Mornigan hadn’t been re-elected so, as I had assumed, my internship was terminated. Sometimes human resources would recruit employees out of the intern pool for other senators or other politicians, but not me. My sudden lack of employment wasn’t because of my work ethic; I worked damn hard, harder than most of the young and power-hungry men that flanked my cubicle. It wasn’t because I didn’t have the knowledge or wasn’t good at my job. No, I was a blond woman with naturally large breasts, who was unapologetically feminine and spirited. I spoke my
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Ugh We have the i'm not like,the The other girls ugh
was impressed with the clean water bill you were able to muscle through congress, that was no easy feat with all the old school aqueduct men standing in your way. I’m happy the water processing plant is going green. It’s hard to get the old-timers to spend money, but it’s funds well used.” And she slid into home knowing and articulating the biggest coup of my career thus far.
You have to be kiddes me with this
“Okay, great. Well, I’ve scheduled all of these candidates for today. You have a two-hour window this afternoon, so you’ll be seeing them in succession.” I loved her efficiency though it wasn’t very sexy, which was a very good thing in this context.
Wtf
“A woman who looks like you will have a hard time getting those laws made. Face it, politics is still an old white man’s world.” I didn’t mean to be discouraging, but if I was wanting to fuck her on my Boca do Lobo custom-made desk others would too. “Your breasts walk into a room before you
Wow Holy sexism batman juts wow
eaten. “You can thank my mom and dad for those, I’ve got killer DNA. And if they walk into a room before I do, fine. At least people are looking at me. Maybe they’ll ogle them long enough for me to get things signed and executed. Let people look at me, those who aren’t lusting after me are the ones I’m doing business with. And... you can confirm that with the last guy who tried it with me. He is still in the hospital getting his scrotum reattached.” This she said with a straight face. “But I know you didn’t call me into this job interview to discuss my breasts or to tempt a sexual harassment
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This is why they tell
surprised to see her in the car waiting for me. I shouldn’t have been so taken by her, but she’d become an all-consuming need. I tempted danger inviting her home, however, I told myself I was only saving my reputation. If she had stayed at the hottest cafe and nightclub in DC and continued to drink eventually she’d be seen drunk. Since I fully intended on hiring her as my personal assistant, it wouldn’t bode well for me
The fuck
“And what about your bid for president? Is fucking the women you don’t hire part of your campaign platform?” Oh, she wasn’t going to be easy. I liked that. “Presidents fuck all the time.” I stared at her waiting for her consent. “And you’re not worried I’d go to the press?” She was softening. “Why would I be worried? If you went to the press it would end your political career and the bid for the presidency you so boldly said you’d go for in ten years. An indiscretion with a prominent congressman would pretty much crash a hammer down on that. Pearl-clutchers and finger-waggers around the globe
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No no no no If you were too drunk to drive you are too drunk to consent
I’m not against them, but we are two consenting adults enjoying this madness. I’m attracted to you too, but don’t you dare demean me if I go home with you. We do this because neither of us can control our libidos. Fucking is for pornos, mutually consensual sex is for grownups... let’s be grownups.” She wrenched her arm out of my grasp and stared me down.
No you're not you are drew drunk to drive therefore you cannot consent Romance authors stop doing this
“I need your consent,” I whispered in her ear, hardly able to breathe as I dragged my dick along her wet slit. “Yes,” she whispered back. “I said yes.” Her arms wrapped around me and I plunged into her gloriously tight pussy.
Am I happy that an author is trying to establish consent yes However she is too drunk to drive she cannot consent Also he's going to be her boss she cannot consent
“Consider this a continuation of my job interview…” I gave her a lusty glare and sipped on my cocktail. “Since you’ve mentioned respect many times, I want you to know I actually respect you more because you just had sex with me, so note that somewhere on your mental scoreboard.”
No I cannot describe how problematic this is but no
head. “And I haven’t made any decisions,” I lightly threatened.
Ya that's not okay
After that, I couldn’t even face myself. I turned away from the biggest mistake I’d ever made, walked back into my penthouse, and closed the door.
Okay so when threatening ones job doesn't work getting 1 strong it doesn't work we're going with emotional manipulation super healthy
“Sure, one night is nothing in comparison, but what if I told you, you’ve got the job? You had it before I had you in the limo... I just neglected to mention it.” I was one hundred percent sure I wanted to work with her, and I wasn’t going to let her just walk away.
Wow so problematic
“It’s faster if I do it. I order from this place all the time.” His eyes bored
Why does she come offers if she's like 17 I know she's like 24 but she 17
“Politicians are too long-winded. I’ll open the floor to questions after.” He seemed a little nervous. “Are you going to be wearing a bulletproof vest?” I was seriously worried, the people of our nation were riled up, they would do anything to get their messages heard. “Yes, I always wear one. Well, my undershirt is bulletproof, to a point. I doubt I’ll need it.” He straightened up and became defensive. “Do you really think we can all get along?” I liked the idea of it, but there were a lot of haters out there.
Tell me if never paid attention to politics without telling me We've never paid
you wanted. ‘This has to be over,’ you said.” I put my hand on his to push it away but instead held it still for a moment and closed my eyes. He curled his fingers around my hand and kissed my knuckles with his soft warm lips. I melted. There was something about that man I’d never felt with any other person. Joaquin and I were hot for one another for a long time, but it was totally different. This was visceral and electric. My need for Reid was almost spiritual. I hated
I'm confused
“How can the stomach flu be a baby?” I cried at Dr. Womack.
See this is what I mean she sounds like a teenager
“You need some time to come to terms with your condition and consider your options. I can safely perform the procedure in my office either Monday or Tuesday of next week. After that point, I would have to schedule you an outpatient
In what universe can you just get it in abortion at your OBGYN
I was twenty-six. I could have a baby and I could raise it. I wasn’t a teenager. My mom and dad would help, but it would mean giving everything up and going back to Maine. I thought about crashing with Ophelia, heaven knows she had crashed with me more times than I could count. She was rich and generous and would have offered in a heartbeat, so that was also an option.
She's 26 And he's acting like she's 17 why do author's do this it's weird
sign whatever you want and be out of your hair. I’ll raise this kiddo alone. Probably go back to Maine and figure it out, but I won’t kill my baby!” I had decided and I wanted him to know nothing was going to make me change my mind.
Just for the record condoms with new partners are not just prevent pregnancy and they're always a good idea when you have a new partner
for a baby daddy as president.
Unm Kennedy, Obviously there's no confirmed Love child that Kennedy had but still Kennedy
communicating as partners. The next day Harper went to Ophelia’s house to hang out with her two best friends while I hired an interior designer to redesign the apartments I bought below my penthouse. Janice found a new assistant and Asher consulted with me about the wedding plans as we were having the reception at Legende, while I continued to build my campaign. All seemed to be going well, though most days were frantic. Harper didn’t need much in the way of design and as soon as her room was decorated and furnished, she moved in. On our first day of cohabitation, I didn’t see her at all. She
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Okay but how was he independently want things don't make that much Like seriously
things up to the guest room in the penthouse, yet she was reluctant to move. That hurt. I was used to getting what I wanted and the more she pushed me away the more I wanted her.
Ummm no
