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“I am, Jen,” Gabriel says. “Too often, people in power are allowed to step all over those considered beneath them. In my administration, that’s going to stop. We’re going to have full transparency. Full accountability.”
The audience cheers.
“And I can’t wait to do all of that for this great state with my wonderful wife at my side.”
Even Jen stands and applauds when Gabriel turns to cup my face and kiss me on national television.
Together, we’re unstoppable.
One of our unspoken rules is that at work, we’re completely professional. We frequently drive to the office in the same car, and ride the elevator up together. But once those doors open to the Crown and Black offices, the PDA between us stops entirely.
Not, of course, that I don’t want to put my hands all over him every minute of the day. But it would be very unprofessional to do so. And one of the things I love about Gabriel is that he value professionalism as highly as I do.
Today, though, after the morning show interview, I gasp when the elevator doors to the Crown and Black reception area slide open and Gabriel’s hand grabs mine again. The breath leaves my body as he spins me, pulls me into his arms, and kisses me, hard.
I’m flushed and panting when we finally break apart, our eyes locked.
“Um… What was that?”
“That,” he growls with a sly grin as he pulls me close again, “was me kissing my wife.”
I chew on my lip, trying not to blush.
“Have a good day, dear,” he growls into my ear. “We still on for dinner tonight?”
“Yeah,” I grin.
His hand tightens on my waist as his teeth rake delicately over my earlobe, making me tremble.
“And still on for…dessert?”
He means chasing me through the house, pinning me down, literally ripping my clothes off, and fucking me savagely until I’m bruised and sated.
“Yes,” I breathe. Then I pull away with a sharply arched brow. “Unless someone skips out on me again.”
He sighs, rolling his eyes when I mention the night before, when he slipped out of the house just as I was falling asleep.
“I’m sorry. It couldn’t wait.”
I slap at him playfully. “It’s not like the motion could be filed with the court until this morning anyway.”
“Yeah,” he shrugs. “But you know me.”
I do, and I love that I do.
“Hey, girl.”
I grin at Cassidy as I walk into the break room to grab a coffee.
A few weeks ago, after the shit went down with Preston, she and I finally got together and smoothed over whatever rockiness had been going on with us over cocktails. Basically, she’d been blindsided by my “romance” with our boss and felt embarrassed that she’d been shit-talking Gabriel or talking about banging him without knowing he and I were a thing.
Which we weren’t. But that’s beside the point.
After that, she just felt awkward about how badly she’d reacted to the news. And given I was so wrapped up in trying to figure out Gabriel and me, we drifted apart more than we should have.
Thankfully, all that’s behind us now.
“You looked so good on TV!”
