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“Congratulations on your campaign,” she continued.
“Thank you.” The politeness was killing him. “It’s been very busy.”
“I saw your rally in Iowa,” she said.
His heart leapt. She’d been keeping tabs on him.
“It was quite an experience.” Which was an understatement. “I’ll be having another one in New Hampshire in a few weeks.”
“That’s nice.” Her voice was noncommittal.
There was another awkward silence. Anne sat stiff in her chair, purse on her lap. Her knees demurely together and her back not touching the chair. That was a pose that etiquette school taught.
Blane leaned back in his own chair. “Why are you here, Anne?” he asked gently. “You made it pretty clear that you wanted nothing to do with me anymore.”
She cleared her throat before speaking. “I wanted to tell you that my father looked into everything and found out that the video of your brother was a fake.” She had glanced down but now she met his eyes. “I’m sorry that I didn’t believe you. I don’t know why someone—Smithson I suppose—would do that.”
An unexpected wave of relief swept over Blane. She finally believed him. Was she here to put them back together? Did she still love him?
“I’m glad you know the truth,” he said. “Kade realized it was a deep fake but so far we’ve not had any luck on identifying the real guy. But we’re working on it.”
Her face relaxed ever so slightly. “Thank you. Thank you for caring.”
“Of course I care.”
There was another long pause. Blane took the time to drink her in. He wished he could touch her cheek. He remembered how soft her skin was.
“Blane,” she began, her voice hesitant. “I have something I need to tell you.”
Anne appeared so nervous, he rushed to reassure her. “Of course. You can tell me anything.” Was it about her father? Her job? What had been in the file?
“I—I’m pregnant.”
Blane didn’t move. His heart skipped a beat. Had he heard correctly?
“What?”
“I’m pregnant, Blane,” she repeated. There was a very long pause. “Say something.” Her composure cracked.
A feeling erupted in Blane’s chest and it took him a moment to identify what emotion it was: joy. The most incredible joy he’d ever felt.
He leapt to his feet and rounded the desk in a blink, then he pulled her up into his arms and off her feet. His eyes burned.
“Oh my God, Anne. That’s amazing. You have made me incredibly happy.” He squeezed her to him, the scent of her perfume enveloping him.
“Can’t…breathe…”
“Oh, sorry.” He abruptly set her back on her feet. Taking her face in his hands, he kissed her. He tried to put everything he was feeling into the kiss. Coaxing her lips open, he was gratified when she responded, sliding her arms around his neck. Her fingers brushed the nape of his neck, her nails slightly scraping his skin. He felt his cock harden.
He deepened the kiss, holding her close, his hands sliding down her back to her ass. He pulled her against him, his cock pressing against her stomach. She gasped and feverishly kissed him back.
Blane picked her up and set her on his desk, shoving everything out of the way. He tore himself away and in two steps had locked the door, then he was back. He kissed her again, then pushed her back onto the desk. Pushing her dress up, he pulled off her scrap of panties, then bent to put his mouth on her.
She moaned at the touch of his tongue, her hands moving to his hair.
She tasted divine. Sweet silken skin that grew wet as he kissed her. She clutched him to her. He licked her slowly, prolonging the pleasure. He found her clit and swirled his tongue over it. She made a sound that he wanted to hear again.
He worked a finger inside her, sucking on her clit while he fucked her with his finger.
