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Politics

... “So you’re a part of my team now. Or else I’ll tell your wife.” His mind went blank, his lips hanging open. Outrage burned his gut. “ Bitch .” She threw her head back and laughed, then patted his shoulder. Shook her head as if she pitied him but a smile played on her lips. “Everyone always loves to think they're my first. Looks like you're the dirty bitch now.” Tamara Coben brushed past him. He turned. Watched the sway of her hips. The way the fabric hugged her ample ass. Like the snug feel of being inside it. “Oh, and Bradley?” Hand curled around the door, she looked back at him over her shoulder. “I expect you to be in my office tomorrow. Early. We’ve got work to do. Well. You do.” With a disdainful glance over his figure, she threw the door open and glided out. Bradley wiped her saliva from his mouth with the back of his hand. Stared at the open doorway. The echo of her words stained the rich feel of his office. The welcome figure of his wife filled the doorway. “Hey.” His voice was rough. Every fiber of himself conflicted. Ginger stepped inside. Shut the door carefully, then closed ...

... the distance between them. Her warm fingers caressed his face. He couldn’t look at her. Saw her chin raise in his peripheral vision. “Bradley. You fucked her, didn’t you?” “Yes,” he whispered. The admission ate at his soul. “I knew that bitch was a whore.” Her fingers tightened at his chin. Pulled his face down, forcing him look into the deep brown eyes of the woman who’d always been faithful to everything they believed in. “What did you learn?” His gaze trailed back to the doorway. “Look at me.” It took all his willpower to meet her eyes. “She’s a dirty whore, isn’t she?” He looked down. Let his mind mix into the blackness of her dress. “Good. We’ll use it against her. Hire someone, use video. Leak it to the media. Baby.” One finger hooked under his chin, tilting his head toward her flushed face. “That seat is yours.” Brad cringed, her words careening through his conscience. He looked at his wife. Ginger’s warm eyes gleamed as she wrapped her arms around his neck, a grin stretching wide across her beautiful face. Reality took hold, his body frozen to his marrow. “What have we become?”