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nickname always caused.
“Great. I don’t have to ask how you are. I can hear you’re hard at
work.”
She stopped typing, which she knew was his true reason for making
the comment. He hated to feel as if he didn’t have her full attention. “So to
what do I owe the reason for this unexpected call?” she asked, not wanting to
prolong the conversation.
“Well, I’m sure your father told you about Tracie’s wedding this
weekend.”
He paused for her response.
“He did.”
“Well, I’d like you to be my date,” he dropped his voice an
octave.
Christopher’s low-pitched tone did nothing for her, yet the deep
inflections of Trevor’s voice sent sensual shivers down her spine. This amazed
her.
“I thought you would be in the wedding.”
“I will, but that’s only significant for the ceremony and the
dinner. After dinner, I’d be all yours.”
“I’m sorry, Christopher, but I already told my dad I’d escort
him.”
“That’s too bad. Maybe we could skip out earl…you know, Tiffy,
it’s been a long time since we spent any quality time together.” Amazingly, he
dropped to an even lower tone.
“That’s usually what couples do, Christopher. Not friends, ”
she emphasized, reminding him that the latter was their status.
“Tiffy, how about letting me come pick you up tonight? We can
drive around the city and talk.”
He is relentless.
“Is everything okay?” she asked because, although she had no
feelings at all toward him as a boyfriend or a husband, she did care about him
as a friend.
“If I said, no…would you agree to go with me?” he said sounding
more like a little boy pouting instead of a grown man who was soon to become a
Congressman.
She laughed. “I’m sorry, Christopher, but I’ve got a lot of work
to do and not enough time to do it.”
She could hear him exhale through the phone. “Tiffy, you’ve always
worked too hard. If you were my wife, you wouldn’t be bogged down with half of
the things you do.”
She knew that was right. Everything would be him and only him. She
could see her life being very boring.
“I’m sure you’re right, but we’ve always been much better
friends.”
“That’s only because you never allowed us to give anything else a
chance.”
She didn’t want to revisit that old argument, so she cut it off.
“Good night, Christopher.”
“Tiffy, I’m a man with needs, and I’ve been holding out for you
for a long time. I don’t know how much longer I can wait.”
“Well, it may be in your best interest to look elsewhere for them
to be fulfilled. I’m sure you could find one of your campaign groupies ready
and willing.”
“They’re okay for a time, but I’m at a critical point in my life
where I have to make wiser choices than just a warm body.”
“Your public relations man must be getting to you.” There was
never any factual evidence to make her doubt Christopher’s fidelity in their
relationship. But if part of what she heard about his over active libido since
the break was true, his PR man, Roderick Blunt, had every right to caution
him—repeatedly.
“You have no idea.”
Christopher was big about things concerning image and status, and
he would never allow anything as meaningless as a one-night stand with the
wrong person to jeopardize his chance for Congress or even the Senate.
She was sure Christopher having to be discreet and conservative
was the reason for his sudden reawakening need for them to continue their
relationship and possible marriage. He was trying to get a steady bedmate.
“Okay, Tiffy, I’ll table this conversation for now, but I’m not
letting it go.”
She wondered how easily he would let it go if she told him she was
already married. He probably wouldn’t believe her—especially if she told him it
was to a stripper. He would’ve gotten a good laugh from that one.
“I’m sure that’s true. Bye,” she said, then hung up the phone.
~ML~
Tiffany exited from the powder room. Out of
“Great. I don’t have to ask how you are. I can hear you’re hard at
work.”
She stopped typing, which she knew was his true reason for making
the comment. He hated to feel as if he didn’t have her full attention. “So to
what do I owe the reason for this unexpected call?” she asked, not wanting to
prolong the conversation.
“Well, I’m sure your father told you about Tracie’s wedding this
weekend.”
He paused for her response.
“He did.”
“Well, I’d like you to be my date,” he dropped his voice an
octave.
Christopher’s low-pitched tone did nothing for her, yet the deep
inflections of Trevor’s voice sent sensual shivers down her spine. This amazed
her.
“I thought you would be in the wedding.”
“I will, but that’s only significant for the ceremony and the
dinner. After dinner, I’d be all yours.”
“I’m sorry, Christopher, but I already told my dad I’d escort
him.”
“That’s too bad. Maybe we could skip out earl…you know, Tiffy,
it’s been a long time since we spent any quality time together.” Amazingly, he
dropped to an even lower tone.
“That’s usually what couples do, Christopher. Not friends, ”
she emphasized, reminding him that the latter was their status.
“Tiffy, how about letting me come pick you up tonight? We can
drive around the city and talk.”
He is relentless.
“Is everything okay?” she asked because, although she had no
feelings at all toward him as a boyfriend or a husband, she did care about him
as a friend.
“If I said, no…would you agree to go with me?” he said sounding
more like a little boy pouting instead of a grown man who was soon to become a
Congressman.
She laughed. “I’m sorry, Christopher, but I’ve got a lot of work
to do and not enough time to do it.”
She could hear him exhale through the phone. “Tiffy, you’ve always
worked too hard. If you were my wife, you wouldn’t be bogged down with half of
the things you do.”
She knew that was right. Everything would be him and only him. She
could see her life being very boring.
“I’m sure you’re right, but we’ve always been much better
friends.”
“That’s only because you never allowed us to give anything else a
chance.”
She didn’t want to revisit that old argument, so she cut it off.
“Good night, Christopher.”
“Tiffy, I’m a man with needs, and I’ve been holding out for you
for a long time. I don’t know how much longer I can wait.”
“Well, it may be in your best interest to look elsewhere for them
to be fulfilled. I’m sure you could find one of your campaign groupies ready
and willing.”
“They’re okay for a time, but I’m at a critical point in my life
where I have to make wiser choices than just a warm body.”
“Your public relations man must be getting to you.” There was
never any factual evidence to make her doubt Christopher’s fidelity in their
relationship. But if part of what she heard about his over active libido since
the break was true, his PR man, Roderick Blunt, had every right to caution
him—repeatedly.
“You have no idea.”
Christopher was big about things concerning image and status, and
he would never allow anything as meaningless as a one-night stand with the
wrong person to jeopardize his chance for Congress or even the Senate.
She was sure Christopher having to be discreet and conservative
was the reason for his sudden reawakening need for them to continue their
relationship and possible marriage. He was trying to get a steady bedmate.
“Okay, Tiffy, I’ll table this conversation for now, but I’m not
letting it go.”
She wondered how easily he would let it go if she told him she was
already married. He probably wouldn’t believe her—especially if she told him it
was to a stripper. He would’ve gotten a good laugh from that one.
“I’m sure that’s true. Bye,” she said, then hung up the phone.
~ML~
Tiffany exited from the powder room. Out of
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