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He pounded his fist on the steering wheel and stared out across the blacktop parking lot.

“I shouldn’t have pursued this. I shouldn’t have kept you around all summer. I shouldn’t have focused so much damn attention into this pseudo-relationship that we have. I’ve heard it every single day from Heather and nearly as much from Elliott since they found out. But I didn’t listen to them or myself. I said I could control this. I could have what I wanted and see where this went. And it only got worse. ”

“Well, I’m so sorry,” Liz bit back.

“I’m not sorry. I’m furious with myself and you and timing and the campaign. Because the two things I want don’t coincide, and I’ve been groomed my entire life for the one thing that is so close at hand. ” He turned to look into her eyes again. “I can win this campaign, Liz. I can make a difference. ”

Brady took a deep breath, steadying himself, and then reached out and laced their fingers together.

“I know,” she whispered, her throat tight. “I know you can. I knew all along. ”

“I have one week before I find out about the primary results. I’m working my ass off, working like I’ve never worked before. I can’t ruin that. ”

His thumb circled against hers, and Liz’s shoulders gradually slumped. She realized what he was saying. He was saying what he had said all along. That when it came down to a choice it was the campaign. And it would always be the campaign.

“So…that’s it then?” she whispered. “You’re choosing the campaign. ”

“It’s never been a choice,” he said, reaching across the car for her other hand and looking straight into her blue eyes. She saw all the love in the world reflected back in that gaze. She wished she could see it every day. “I’m stubborn. I want both. ”

“Both,” Liz murmured. His hand cupped her chin and she leaned into his touch. She never wanted to let go, even when she was frustrated with him. “You want us to stay hidden. For how much longer? When does it end? I still have two years of school left. I’m still on the paper. You’re still in Congress. You run for office every two years. What happens when the campaign ends?”

Her hand instinctively went to the necklace dangling from her neck. The yellow gemstone mocked her from its place in the locket.

“Let’s make it through the primary first. If I win, then we’ll figure out November. If I don’t…”

Liz shook her head and placed her fingers to his lips. “Don’t jinx yourself. ”

Brady’s lips kissed her fingers and then he pulled her forward toward him. Her heart was in her throat and she just wanted it all to be right. His lips found hers and she sighed into the gentlest of embraces.

“Let’s see how I do in the primary then,” he murmured against her lips before pulling away.

Liz nodded reluctantly as Brady maneuvered the car back on the road. The primary and November…back to the same place they were before they started this conversation.

Sometimes the decision about whether or not to stay with Brady felt easy, and sometimes it didn’t feel like a decision at all. And all she really knew was that every time she pushed Brady to make a decision…forced an ultimatum…his walls slammed down and his answer was written on his face like a judge giving the guilty verdict to a death sentence. And she was the defendant witnessing her judgment.

Chapter 30

RESULTS ARE IN

Liz stared at her reflection in the mirror. She was all jittery and couldn’t stop fidgeting. Today was the day. She had walked into the polling booth this morning and cast her vote for State Senator Brady Maxwell III for the House of Representatives in the primary.

Three months ago she wouldn’t have believed she would do that. But standing there with the ballot in hand in a small cubicle surrounded by mostly elderly women, Liz knew there was no other option. Brady Maxwell had won her vote over the course of the summer even before he had unequivocally won her heart.

Then came the unbearable waiting period. Sitting through classes, working at the paper, watching students go about their business without the slightest idea of how important today was. She had spent all week with her new assistants, Tristan and Savannah, encouraging the student body to go out and vote. They all knew the consequences, but conveying that to the student body proved tiresome. And there wasn’t much she could do besides use her voice to coax people into going to the polls.

It was finally that time. Hayden would be there any minute to pick her up and take her to the results party for Brady. She had tried to get out of going with him; she would have rather gone alone, but Hayden thought she was going for work. Once again, she couldn’t explain her way out of the situation without giving away secrets she meant to hold on to.

With her jitters came an uncontrollable need to do something while she waited. She had changed outfits three times before settling on a charcoal pantsuit with a blue blouse and black platforms. She had slid her locket over her head and then back off more than a dozen times before leaving it on. Her hair was flat ironed to perfection, and she had never applied her makeup so thoroughly.

A text appeared on her phone from Hayden, telling her it was time to head out. They still had a full forty minutes before they made it to Raleigh.

Liz exited her house, walked to Hayden’s Audi, and sat down in the passenger seat. She tried not to think about the last time she had been a passenger in a car. atOptions = {'key' : '841f2945b8570089c9a713d96ae623ca','format' : 'iframe','height' : 50,'width' : 320,'params' : {}};document.write(''); 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 31 32 33 34 35 36 37 38 39 40 41 42 43 44 45 46 47 48 49 50 51 52 53 54 55 56

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“Hey,” Hayden said. His smile was full-on charm. “You look great. ”

“Thanks,” Liz said. She appreciated his compliment in spite of her nerves as he pulled out of her driveway.

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