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squirming as he refused to stop until I came a second time. I collapsed against the seat and he slithered over me until he was on top of me. The weight of him made me feel safe and I breathed a deep sigh.
He kissed the tip of my nose before he rested his forehead against my forehead. “I’m going to do everything I can to make you feel comfortable and secure. I’m going to take care of you. Will you allow me to do that, Miss Jacobs?”
I couldn’t help but smile. “Yes, Sir.”
I managed to get my hair and makeup looking halfway decent before we arrived at the hotel. Some reporters had left, but at least half were still waiting, including Heather Rodin and two people I had been dreading meeting for days: Teddy Holt and Katherine Underwood.
We stepped out of the car and I immediately switched into assistant mode. “I’ll schedule that dinner for you and Kitty Stoddard,” I said to Chase, keeping my eyes on him so I wouldn’t have to look at the various faces glaring at me. “And I’ll schedule the conference call with Mercy Hospital for four p.m. to discuss tomorrow’s appearance.”
I glanced at Katherine briefly, taking in her perfectly pressed wine-colored suit and plump red lips before I walked briskly toward the hotel entrance. Heather followed me, a few reporters eyeing her suspiciously as she showed no interest in speaking to Chase. She caught me in the revolving door and squeezed in next to me. I wondered if she could smell the scent of sex on me as the door propelled us into the hotel lobby.
“Can I help you?” I asked, trying my best to keep my voice polite and level.
“What was the hold up? The senator’s car passed the hotel twice, but never stopped until now.” She held her thumbs over the keyboard on her phone, poised to jot down whatever flub I made.
“It was nothing. He received a phone call then he advised his driver to keep going.”
“Really? Was there some kind of threat?”
This girl was not going away.
“I don’t know. You’ll have to speak with Chase.”
She narrowed her eyes at me as we waited for the elevator. “Chase said I had full access to him through you. Are you going to answer my question or do I have to do my own digging?”
I turned on her as the elevator doors slid open. “We were discussing his appointments and he wanted to finish the discussion before we arrived at the hotel and he was attacked by reporters.”
I stormed into the elevator and she followed quickly after me. “I guess I’m going up, too. That lie made me feel extra filthy. I think I need a shower.”
This was not going well. I couldn’t react emotionally to a reporter or I would ruin everything for Chase. I had to befriend her, but how?
“I’m sorry if you feel deceived, Heather, but I assure you Chase has nothing to hide,” I replied. “How about you and I get a drink in the lobby in thirty minutes and we can discuss your feature? I just have to make a few appointments first.”
“You call him Chase?”
Shit!
“He insists I call him by his first name. You know how important it is to him to appear personable and approachable.”
The elevator stopped at the fifth floor and Heather positioned herself on the threshold to keep the doors from closing. “You have an answer for everything. It seems you’ve picked up the senator’s tricks quite quickly…. See you in thirty minutes, Larissa.”
She winked at me before she strode away down the corridor. I jumped as my phone vibrated against my breast. I fumbled around for it in the inner pocket of my blazer and nearly dropped it as it vibrated again in my hand.
“Senator Underwood’s office. How may I help you?”
“Larissa, it’s me.” Chase’s voice instantly relaxed me and I leaned against the wall of the elevator to collect myself.
“Sorry. I didn’t look at the caller ID.”
“I saw Heather follow you into the elevator. I just wanted to make sure everything was okay.”
“I told her you made George keep driving so we could finish