Mr. President Perfect
It was a delicate, luxurious, and sharp dance of words.
But then, the final question hit Josh like a brick to the pavement.
“So, the last question is… as officers with such busy agendas, how do you handle relationships? Or do you even have one?”
The question shattered Josh’s world. It threw him off script, and his stomach twisted. He had never been able to date one of those pretty cheerleaders—not that he wanted to. His life was built on studies and grades; those were his priorities, not romance.
“I handle them as well as I can handle you,” Tristan flirted with Glenda, who let out a sharp, amused chuckle. “I’m joking, of course. Now, what about you, Mr. President Josh?”
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