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CHAPTER ONE
Jack looked up fromhis papers and took in the woman standing in the doorway of his office on Capitol Hill.
“Do you need me for anything else this evening, senator?” Cindy asked provocatively.
Or maybe it was his imagination.
The two of them had been working closely for years. She was a great assistant, and while he didn’t know much about her personally, since he liked to keep professional boundaries, Jack noticed Cindy had been dressing differently for the past few weeks. He was sure he wasn’t imagining it. An extra button on her blouse was always undone now, and her skirts had been shorter.
Not only that, but when they were sitting on the sofa in his office, she sat a little closer.
Too close.
And leaning over his desk with that extra button open left little to the imagination.
He’d ignored it as nothing more than a young woman in her mid-twenties growing into her sexuality. It wasn’t blatantly obvious; it was subtle, and nothing he considered an HR concern.
But tonight, as he took in her short black business skirt and red blouse, Jack narrowed his eyes.
He had to be careful. Cindy was a beautiful girl, and it had been nearly two years since he’d had sex. Two fucking years.
His decision, of course.
Jack was more of a one-woman man. Even if the media called him one of Washington’s most eligible bachelors and constantly tried to figure out who he was dating.
Read: banging.
Newsflash: no one.
Since his divorce two years ago and his father dying last year, he had only slept with one woman. It had gone nowhere and felt wrong.
Being a senator meant his life was highly visible, and no one had tempted him in any way.
Right now, though, he couldn’t ignore that his cock was reacting to Cindy. More from the lack of action than her personally. He knew it was inappropriate and had no intention of acting on it.
What he wanted to do was get this year over with and visit his mom in Philadelphia for the holidays. He was going to miss Thanksgiving next month but would make sure he was there for Christmas.
Jack was tired after working on a piece of legislation that was taking months and getting nowhere. He dropped the pen and stretched out his Tom Ford clad legs, then his arms reached over his head.
“No, I’m good. I’ve got a few hours ahead of me, so you head off,” Jack answered her.
“Would you like me to order you dinner?” Cindy asked, stepping further into the office.
Did he?
God, he could barely think he was so tired.
“No.” He ran a hand over his face. “Yes. Maybe. Shit, I don’t know.”
“I can stay and run through it again with you if you want. Chinese?” Cindy leaned against the arm of the sofa he was sitting on and grinned playfully at their private joke.
No matter how many times they tried to order another type of food, they always ended up with Chinese.
“I should go home. I’ve stayed here the past two nights.” Jack stood, walked over to the cabinet, and poured himself two fingers of whisky. Taking a sip, he turned to Cindy. “Don’t you have a boyfriend to get home to?”
He recalled she had at one time, but because he didn’t venture into his employee’s private life, he only picked things up when others talked around him.
“Ex. He cheated on me,” Cindy said, shrugging.
