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“How’s the campaign going?”
His answer was pragmatic. “I’m doing well in the polls.”
“I saw.”
“You’ve looked?” He seemed surprised.
“Am I even a politician’s son if I don’t look at the polls?” I teased.
“Funny,” he deadpanned.
I chuckled. “But seriously, how are things? I haven’t just looked at the polls. I’ve been keeping an eye on the headlines. I haven’t seen anything about anything.”
Anything about anything = no smear campaigns.
Well, I mean, I guess there were some smear campaigns.
Are you even a politician if someone doesn’t badmouth you in the press?
What I really meant was no one was claiming he had to buy his son out of two recent arrests for drug charges.
He cleared his throat. “That’s why I’m calling.”
I sobered up, hands tightening on the steering wheel. I waited none too patiently for him to continue.
When he did, he said, “How is your boyfriend? Still together I presume?”
“Why are you asking me about Matthew?” I demanded. “Did something happen? What’s wrong?”
“Everything is fine. I didn’t mean to alarm you.”
“Then next time, don’t lead with questions about him,” I snapped.
“I guess you really are in love.”
“I told you I was.”
“We still haven’t met him. Your mother is beside herself.”
I snorted. “Please, she probably internet-stalked him so hard she has more photos of him than I do.”
“He swam very well in the championships last week.”
I barked a laugh.
“We would have attended but didn’t want to make him uncomfortable.”
A lump formed in my throat. It actually meant a lot that my parents were so willing to come there and support him. It also meant a lot that they stayed away to respect the boundaries I’d set. “I appreciate that, Dad, but I don’t think he’s ready.”
“Well, until he is, your mother will just continue internet-stalking him.”
“That’s not creepy or anything,” I mused. In truth, I thought it was nice she was interested in getting to know him even through the very little he posted on social media.
I’d have to ask him later if he’d be okay with me texting her a selfie of us.
“I met with McClaren.”
The engine revved a little when my foot pressed harder on the gas. Just the mention of the man’s name made my blood pressure skyrocket.
