I also suspect there are going to be a lot of long, lonely nights in my own future.
From the way the two of them are kissing, as if they’ve been doing this together all their lives, I can already see the future, and it won’t include me. Not really. Maybe along the fringes, until George can talk Declan into ditching me for good.
Until that happens, I’m going to work this as angle as hard as I can and get the man re-elected. Then he won’t ditchmeas his best friend and chief of staff.
Whether he wants to keep me or not.
As I watch them, I offer up a silent thought, my only regret.
I’m sorry, girl. But I need to make my own luck, and you’re not here to be my moral compass any longer.
Because what neither man knows is that I have three cameras stashed around my office, and I’m filming this entire encounter.
