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Authors: Shayla Black, Lexi Blake
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a moment. “Oh, all right. I want to know, too. Roman has a very vital question for you concerning the current operation.”
“Shoot.”
“You gonna do her?”
Connor snorted because even the most powerful political figure on the planet could still sound like a teenaged boy when he got around his friends. “That’s none of Roman’s business.”
“She’s kind of cute in a hipster way,” Zack pointed out. “You have to admit, it’s been a long time since you had a serious girlfriend.”
“Yeah, I gave up on that when the last one nearly put a knife through my heart.” He didn’t like to think about Greta. The willowy blonde had been beautiful and exciting and about as different from Lara Armstrong as possible. She would have sold her unborn children for pocket change. She’d also been a double agent, and now she was god only knewwhere, being tortured for information. She could be dead for all he cared.
Maybe there was a reason his dick perked up around Lara. Unlike the last chick he’d fucked on a regular basis, the senator’s soft daughter wouldn’t attempt to carve him up.
“Lara Armstrong wouldn’t know what to do with a knife,” Zack offered. “She’s too busy saving puppies and complaining about my immigration policies. On the upside, she did run a story calling me the best hung of all the modern presidents. Shockingly accurate information.”
He laughed, but he didn’t actually like Lara wondering about the size of Zack’s package. Did she prefer slick politicians? Or was she all about the soft-looking dudes who played vagina rock and saved penguins? Maybe, but her nipples didn’t lie. Connor knew they got hard whenever he came close.
“Yeah, I’m going to do her.”
“I was joking, Connor. You really shouldn’t do that.” Zack’s voice went low. “From what I understand, she’s actually a sweet kid.”
The door opened and the senator stepped out of the little room, followed by his daughter. He would do well to remember that sweet kid sometimes ran ruthless stories. Deep down, she wasn’t so different from Greta. She just hid it better and masked her ambition under the guise of saving the world. But Lara Armstrong would publish any story she needed in order to further her agenda.
“But she’s got another side,” Connor argued. “She really does run that site and makes no excuses for it.” She was smart enough to know that she didn’t want her name associated with the sensationalist crap she published. That alone should tell everyone something about her. “She’s ruined the lives of several people in this town.”
Any one of whom could be attempting to kill her.
“Don’t be so dramatic. Capitol Scandals is really only responsible for two resignations, and I think the bastards deserved to go. One of them was indicted for fraud. The trial is pending.”
“Are you trying to tell me to let her go, Zack?” His eyes were on her as she thanked her nurse and took all the paperwork. The senator had brought her a change of clothes. She looked even younger in jeans and a simple red T-shirt. Her face had been scrubbed down and she wore a fresh, doe-eyed expression.
He wouldn’t let her go. Not even if his president told him to.
“No. Do what you need to. Just be careful with her. I wouldn’t want you to do anything you’ll regret. Keep me up to date.”
The phone clicked and he slid it back into his pocket. Zack didn’t understand that, in his line of work, he didn’t bother with regret.
THREE
L ara’s eyes widened as she realized a crowd waited outside her tall, Beaux Arts–style building.
Connor sat in the backseat of her father’s staid Benz and sighed. “I told you they would show up.”
“Are those reporters?” Her dad peered through the windshield as dusk gathered while they waited at the stoplight about a block from her home. “Should I drive past them?”
It was odd to see her very take-charge father deferring to Connor, who still didn’t have
“Shoot.”
“You gonna do her?”
Connor snorted because even the most powerful political figure on the planet could still sound like a teenaged boy when he got around his friends. “That’s none of Roman’s business.”
“She’s kind of cute in a hipster way,” Zack pointed out. “You have to admit, it’s been a long time since you had a serious girlfriend.”
“Yeah, I gave up on that when the last one nearly put a knife through my heart.” He didn’t like to think about Greta. The willowy blonde had been beautiful and exciting and about as different from Lara Armstrong as possible. She would have sold her unborn children for pocket change. She’d also been a double agent, and now she was god only knewwhere, being tortured for information. She could be dead for all he cared.
Maybe there was a reason his dick perked up around Lara. Unlike the last chick he’d fucked on a regular basis, the senator’s soft daughter wouldn’t attempt to carve him up.
“Lara Armstrong wouldn’t know what to do with a knife,” Zack offered. “She’s too busy saving puppies and complaining about my immigration policies. On the upside, she did run a story calling me the best hung of all the modern presidents. Shockingly accurate information.”
He laughed, but he didn’t actually like Lara wondering about the size of Zack’s package. Did she prefer slick politicians? Or was she all about the soft-looking dudes who played vagina rock and saved penguins? Maybe, but her nipples didn’t lie. Connor knew they got hard whenever he came close.
“Yeah, I’m going to do her.”
“I was joking, Connor. You really shouldn’t do that.” Zack’s voice went low. “From what I understand, she’s actually a sweet kid.”
The door opened and the senator stepped out of the little room, followed by his daughter. He would do well to remember that sweet kid sometimes ran ruthless stories. Deep down, she wasn’t so different from Greta. She just hid it better and masked her ambition under the guise of saving the world. But Lara Armstrong would publish any story she needed in order to further her agenda.
“But she’s got another side,” Connor argued. “She really does run that site and makes no excuses for it.” She was smart enough to know that she didn’t want her name associated with the sensationalist crap she published. That alone should tell everyone something about her. “She’s ruined the lives of several people in this town.”
Any one of whom could be attempting to kill her.
“Don’t be so dramatic. Capitol Scandals is really only responsible for two resignations, and I think the bastards deserved to go. One of them was indicted for fraud. The trial is pending.”
“Are you trying to tell me to let her go, Zack?” His eyes were on her as she thanked her nurse and took all the paperwork. The senator had brought her a change of clothes. She looked even younger in jeans and a simple red T-shirt. Her face had been scrubbed down and she wore a fresh, doe-eyed expression.
He wouldn’t let her go. Not even if his president told him to.
“No. Do what you need to. Just be careful with her. I wouldn’t want you to do anything you’ll regret. Keep me up to date.”
The phone clicked and he slid it back into his pocket. Zack didn’t understand that, in his line of work, he didn’t bother with regret.
THREE
L ara’s eyes widened as she realized a crowd waited outside her tall, Beaux Arts–style building.
Connor sat in the backseat of her father’s staid Benz and sighed. “I told you they would show up.”
“Are those reporters?” Her dad peered through the windshield as dusk gathered while they waited at the stoplight about a block from her home. “Should I drive past them?”
It was odd to see her very take-charge father deferring to Connor, who still didn’t have
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