“You’re lying,” I say, but my stomach drops because it’s something I would totally do, but I didn’t even think about it.
She raises an eyebrow and smirks. “Want proof?”
My eyes grow wide, and I know she has it. “No!”
“I’ll keep it for my enjoyment.”
“Reagan,” I whisper and move a little closer to my phone.
“Yeah, Jude?” she asks smugly.
I smile because payback can be a bitch. “I’ll get you for this.”
“I count on it,” she says, giggling hysterically. She reaches forward, and the screen goes blank.
I gawk at it, shocked she’d hang up on me after that. But then a text pops up with the screenshot of my face.
Reagan lied—I don’t have a guppy face, but I’m most definitely mid-orgasm.
She outsmarted me, and I’m impressed.
One thing I know for sure—Reagan Preston isn’t the woman I thought she was before I entered the race, and I’m seriously in trouble.
Chapter 18
The campaign busjust pulled out of the hotel parking lot five minutes ago, and already my staffers are having a heated conversation about something. I’m oblivious, my mind still on last night.
I’ve never had a more erotic experience than last night’s FaceTime with Jude. Even actual sex with other men has never given me as deep a thrill as his low, husky voice did as he told me to come for him.
That’s exactly what I did. I came for him, getting a rush out of my body unconsciously obeying his command. And it had been an orgasm that went on and on, with waves of pleasure still washing over me after I ended the call.
If phone sex with him did that to me, what would happen if we did the real deed? My pulse picks up at just the thought. After I’d fallen into a deep, satisfied sleep last night, I’d dreamed of Jude’s bare, muscled body against mine. I’d woken up hot and achy this morning, my body wantingmore.
“It’s not like we have a choice in the matter,” Lexi says, her tone sharper than usual. “It’smy jobhe’s taking, you guys, so if I can deal with it, you can too.”
I snap out of my daze and furrow my brow. “You mean Tom? He is not taking your job, Lex. No one will ever do that.”
She shrugs. “We’ll see. Tom’s got a reputation for running things his way.”
I can’t deny that. “We can hear what he has to say, but that doesn’t mean we have to do it.”
“I think we probably should listen,” Lexi says, her shoulders sinking. “We had some poll numbers done after the debate last night. It was only a sample of those who watched it, but…”
“It was bad,” I finish.
“Really bad.”
I shake my head in disgust. My opponent smoked me in our debate, and I FaceTime fucked him after. Well, notright after… Right after, I made out with him in my dressing room and got busted by my campaign manager.
Where the hell is the real Reagan Preston?The tenacious woman of steel who lets nothing stand in her way?
I bury my face in my hands. If my father only knew…
I can’t help laughing at the thought. If he knew, his head would explode. I’m being stupid and careless. And I already know I’ll do it again. This thing with Jude is the first time in my life I’ve done something completely for me.
“Are you losing your shit?” Lexi asks.
I stop my crazed laughter and sigh deeply. “No, I’m good.” I look around at the solemn and confused faces of my staff. “Look, guys. I want to win this election. We’re all working our asses off here, and I couldn’t be prouder. Sometimes in politics, you get an order from above that you can’t ignore, and that’s why Tom’s coming. It’s not because anyone on this staff is lacking in any way. Let’s get our game faces on and remember that this isn’t life-and-death. No matter what the outcome of the election is, life will go on. We’ll all be okay.”
