Page 45 of Dirty Politics


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“Oh, same as Will,” he said. He looked from one of them to the other with a stupid grin on his face. “Interesting.”

Liv just stared at the floor; her face bright red. She stayed motionless - wishing she’d just spontaneously vaporize and float away in tiny particles.

“This is me,” Byron said, leaving the elevator. “Have fun together on the penthouse level.”

The doors closed.

Oh my god. No. No. No.

“I didn’t know it was the penthouse level,” Liv said, throwing up her arms. “He’s going to know I’m staying with you.”

Senator Sterling didn’t move - his face blank.

She groaned.

“Don’t worry what he thinks.”

Easy for you; you’re not the one who looks like a slut.

She followed him out of the elevator and into his hotel room. It was huge with giant windows overlooking the city.

“At least it has a couch,” she muttered.

“What?”

“I’m just going to leave my luggage right here,” she said. “I’m sure I won’t be staying.”










Chapter Twenty-One

Liv did not, in fact, find alternative lodging.

“It’s this or the subway,” she muttered to herself as she opened the door and entered the hotel room. The curtains were open, and the skyline lit up the night sky. She stood in front of the windows for a moment taking in the view.

“Hello,” she called. “Senator Sterling?”

No answer. She let out a breath she’d been holding.

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