LOGIN“We should watch the rest,” I tell him, though my voice is shaky. “No,” Miles says, more firmly. I breathe a sigh of relief. For my job, I know we have to hear it. But personally, I would like to go the rest of my life without even thinking about Edward Zimmer again. “The numbers are already u
Edward’s response comes in the form of a video message. Crystal set it up on the television on the wall, while Miles and I huddle closer to the screen. Miles holds tightly onto my hand. “Whatever happens. Whatever he says. We will stand against him and we will win,” he says. I believe him. Last
How could I say anything but yes? A thousand times over, yes, yes, yes. I’ve tried so hard since that first night, sleeping with Miles while thinking him a call boy, to not fall in love with him. Yet, as hard as I tried not to, my heart kept pulling me straight back to him. My love for Miles is so
We hold the press conference in front of the headquarters, setting up a podium outside the double doors. The news media organizations have been notified, so they send reporters and cameramen, who have set up around the podium. The release we sent out already told them that the conference would be
Later, I’m going to have to have a meeting and call in all the employees to discuss this. Their care is appreciated, but I need to be able to do my job. For now, though, it seems as if Crystal gets the hint. With a shallow nod, she continues her report. “Mr. Zimmer has been quiet since the inter
Garnar, knowing I was giving a difficult interview tonight, offered to watch the kids. Since they are at Garnar’s house, I expected the house to be empty when I finally returned. Instead, I see Miles’s car parked in my driveway and the additional security staked out around the premises. It’s a rel
One of the crew count us down. When they mouth a silent zero, the cameras come on and we are live.“Welcome, everyone, to our exclusive interview with Representative Miles Hamilton,” I say. With shaking hands, I clutch my notecards hard, crinkling them, but somehow manage to keep my voice firm and s
That night, once the girls have gone to bed, I sit in my room with the door closed and locked and replay the day. I can’t stop thinking about talking with Miles. I was so sure that I had him convinced, only for him to back off – because why? Because he wants me?Yet, as I think more on it, slowly I
“I will,” I tell him.God, he’s such an impressive man, so confident and strong. Even when his eyes went distant, his posture remained straight and proud, his voice never wavered.I admire him, even as I’m slightly jealous. He’s young and optimistic, ready to take on the world and bring it into line
Miles’s words rattle through me. “I’m not your enemy,” I say at once.“You work for Hugo. You want to be a reporter. You did all of this without saying one word to me, even though we’ve talked since this all happened. What am I supposed to think?”“This job is for me, Miles. It has nothing to do wit







