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“Liz, are you going to be okay?” Hayden asked, holding her arms and looking into her blue eyes. “You look kind of sick. ”
“I feel a little sick,” she admitted.
“Well, you have no reason to. Calm down. That was great. I’m so glad you came with me!” He released her and slung his messenger bag on his shoulder.
They got halfway across the room when Calleigh Hollingsworth headed them off. “What a question!” she said. “I knew Lane would pick the right person. I never saw Camille stump a politician. ”
Calleigh Hollingsworth was complimenting her. She might die.
“Oh, I don’t think I actually stumped him. ”
“He hesitated, honey. That’s enough for me,” Calleigh told her before shifting her attention back to Hayden. “Some other reporters are coming with me to get a drink. I’ve already told them you’re coming with me, and they’re excited to meet you. ”
“I’m really not up for it, Calleigh. We have to get this story out,” he offered.
“No way. Unacceptable, Lane. I’ll see you tonight. Liz, you are more than welcome, of course,” she said politely.
Liz looked at Hayden expectantly. She wouldn’t mind mingling with other reporters, but if they needed to work on the story, she would go back with him. “What do you want to do?”
He shrugged, clearly preferring to leave.
“You’re not even running the story until Monday,” Calleigh told him stubbornly. She placed her hand on her hip and sat into the movement. “Come out and play. You’re too uptight. ”
“All right. If Liz wants to go, then I’m game. Otherwise I’ll just drive home and work on the piece. ”
“Liz?” Calleigh asked, pleading with her big green eyes.
“Uh…yeah. Sounds like fun. ”
“Great! I’ll text you the details, Lane, and see you later,” she said, waggling her fingers at him as she departed.
Hayden sighed and readjusted his bag on his shoulder. “I guess we’re going out. ”
“Sorry,” Liz said. She followed him out the door.
“Don’t be. It wasn’t likely that I would have been able to get out of it anyway. At least I have company now. ” Liz smiled, butterflies jumping around in her stomach. “Do you want to go get dinner? It’ll probably still be a few hours before they go out. ”
“Uh…yeah, sure,” she said. Was he asking her out?
“Cool. ” They walked into the half-full parking lot and veered toward his black Audi. Liz took a seat as Hayden popped the trunk open and deposited his equipment before opening the door and sliding onto the leather seat.
“Do you have a preference for dinner? I’m really craving Italian. ”
“Fine with me,” she agreed easily. She didn’t know how to judge the situation.
It didn’t help that her mind was still captured by the Senator. The way his eyes found her in the crowd, the tone of his deep, husky voice, the borderline arrogance in his every movement was so…appealing in a way she had never even known before. It wasn’t as if she hadn’t been attracted to a bad boy in the past, and that was exactly what Maxwell portrayed under that charm, but she didn’t know whether he really was that bad boy underneath the image of the upright Senator. 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
Author: K. A. Linde
It was a paradox she wanted reconciled. Who exactly was Brady Maxwell?
Chapter 2
OUR POLITICIAN
Liz pushed open the glass door to the quaint Italian bistro, and a bell chimed overhead. “How did you find out about this place?”
“My dad used to take me here a lot,” Hayden told her, grabbing the door out of her hand and holding it open for her.
