rest of her life.
âIâm telling you now,â he said calmly and squeezed her hand. âBecause thatâs an important part of this discussion. Iâm running for president within the next few years and it would greatly benefit my campaign if I was married. My child is going to be in the spotlight no matter what. My childâs mother is going to be a subject of interest. If youâd like to weather that on your own, I canât decide that for you. But marriage affords you a measure of protection, especially as Iâm campaigning and definitely if I win.â
More logic. And it made a certain sort of sense. Enough to deepen her panic. âI canât be a politicianâs wife! I can barely talk to you, let alone the press.â
There would be no hiding behind a statue for the rest of her life if she married Phillip. Her stomach turned over as the limo made another loop around the Washington Monument.
âI have people who can help with that, Alex. Stylists. Speech writers.â He cupped her chin, and his fingers on her face soothed her as she stared at his earnest expression. âI like you the way you are, but if it would make you more comfortable to have more polish as you stand by my side at a press conference, okay. Iâll help you with that.â
Mute, she stared at him. No expectation for Alex to morph into the perfect politicianâs wife, either? Part of her was grateful and wanted to respond to such grace positively. Of course sheâd try not to embarrass him. Why wouldnât she?
The other part of her was a bit suspicious. âI donât have to dress up if I donât feel like it?â
âThe only thing you need to worry about is whether you want to do this with me. Whether you want our child to have the life Iâve been describing.â
Oh, no, there was so much more to consider. Speaking of which, would she have to live in Washington if they got married? What about her career? âWhat about my company? I have a job. I canât walk off and leave it.â
Fyra was everything to her. Surely he wasnât saying she needed to give it up. Not only did she owe Cass for giving her a chance, she loved her job.
âThat could be a challenge. I wonât lie. But weâll figure something out. We have to,â he said.
âItâs not the life either of us imagined,â he continued. âItâs not going to be easy. But it will be worth it for our baby and for us personally. Weâll be doing it together. As partners operating under an up-front agreement but also as friends. Like weâve been all along.â
His smooth voice drew her in, convincing her. She might have to do some things she didnât like, but the rewards for their child would outweigh her discomfort.
And there were other potential benefits she couldnât help but wonder about.
âWhat about sharing a bedroom?â she murmured, and the temperature in the close confines of the limo shot up instantly as they watched each other, the question hanging between them.
âAh, now, thatâs the part of this discussion I was waiting for.â He tilted his head a touch closer. Almost within kissing distance. âIâm in favor of whatever you decide. But I would have a very difficult time keeping my hands off you behind closed doors. Even if we didnât share a bedroom.â
âReally?â That hummed through her pleasantly. Did Phillip find her that attractive? There was something delicious about being wanted, especially by a man like Phillip. Heâd rocked her with his careful attention, both in and out of bed. Imagine if that continued.
âOh, are you confused about that?â
Without warning, he pulled her forward, almost hauling her into his lap. His mouth hit hers in a searing kiss that spoke of his desire far more clearly than words ever could.
The promise bled through his fingers, into her skin, heating her as she
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