Except that’snotwhat my cock wants.
My cock wants to know why the hell it’s not buried inside Jordan’s sweet little throat rightnow.
Which means it’s a damn good thing I can control my cock.
Forcing myself back a step, I smile. “Lock the door and put the security bar in place. I’ll pick you up at seven in the morning.”
Those gorgeous lashes of his flutter against his cheeks. “I know trust has to be earned. I’m willing to do whatever it takes to earn yours. You’ve already earned mine.”
I can’t help but chuckle. “How do you know I’m someone you can trust? How do you know I’m not a very bad man?”
He’s already easing the door shut but I spot his playful smirk. “How do you knowI’mnot?”
Chapter Twenty-Nine
On the cab ride home, I text Elliot good night. I strip, head right for the bathroom, and jerk off twice in the shower before collapsing in bed.
With Jordan’s face in my mind as I do.
So…wow.
I already think I know what I need to do, and that’s talk to Jordan. We can agree to build a relationship, but sex needs to wait until after Shae’s sworn in. That’s a reasonable target date. By then, I’ll know for certain if I can trust him. Or if my instincts about him are even accurate.
Otherwise, no harm, no foul, we’re just friends and coworkers. Nothing unethical about that in the least. No scandal.
His initial background check came back clear—his credit’s fine, no arrests, no judgments or bankruptcies or anything like that. The more detailed background check is underway, but it’ll take a while to complete. Not like he’s a cabinet official who needs to get rushed through a Senate confirmation.
It also means if he decides to return to Florida after his job ends instead of seeking a new one in the administration…
Well, that won’t hurt nearly as much if I haven’t slept with him. Right?
I collapse in bed and, after I set my alarm for in the morning, I look at the pictures I’ve secretly taken of Jordan over the past couple of weeks.
He looks nothing like Elliot, yet he reminds me of Elliot in our early days in so many ways. If I could smoosh the two of them together and Frankenstein the perfect guy, I would.
OrcanI smoosh them together in real-life?
Hmm.
Before all ofthisswept into our lives, when we still had what could almost pass for a normal personal life, one of the bedroom fantasies that came up quite frequently between Elliot and me—usually brought up by him—was a threesome. Although fantasies aren’t something we’ve talked about since well before he joined the campaign. That was back when Elliot and I still had enough time I could do a lot more than simply give him a beating and get him off during our brief interludes.
I think about this.
Reallythink about it. Hard.
If I position Jordan as Elliot’s body man, that gives me access to both of them, it gives me someone I can—hopefully, if things progress well—trust to take care of Elliot.
Then, in eight years, I can be Elliot’s body man. Shae’s already told me when he files to run that she understands I’ll be working with him, and she’s fine with that.
But if I also have Jordan…
An alibi man. A third person to eliminate the whispers. Who I can trust with Elliot’s safety and care.
At some point, we could let it slip that Jordan and I are dating, if we ever need to take heat off Elliot.
It gives me a lot to consider as I fall asleep thinking about having not just one of them in bed with me, but maybe being surrounded bybothof them.
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