haven’t liked Sigourney from the start. Why are you so gung ho she’s with your brother? Is this some sort of petty backbiting going on?”
“For Christ’s sake, Peter, get a fucking grip! The world doesn’t revolve around you and your emotions toward some slip of a girl who happens to be your campaign aide.” Kylie poured herself a stiff whiskey and downed it in one swallow. “Listen, I have a pint of Ben & Jerry’s Cake Batter and Fast & the Furious 6 calling my name at home. What’s the point of this discussion, Peter?”
“The point, Kylie, is I think you are purposely undermining any sort of relationship that might result between Sigourney and I—”
“My God…have you become completely deluded ?” she questioned in a heartless tone. “You’re married , you have children and you’re running for President of the United fucking States, Peter! Why the hell are you trying to screw up the whole program by trying to get into some twenty-something’s pants? Sigourney is nothing in the grand scheme, and you’re willing to screw up everything else just for her? Tell me, what is so special about this chick you can’t see the forest for the trees?”
He shook his head adamantly. “You’re just angry I don’t want to fuck you, Kylie. You’re a beautiful woman and you can have any man you want so why the hell are you bothering yourself with me and why do you care who I’m lusting after?”
She sat down and tried to calm her nerves. “Peter, I believe in you. I think you have what it takes to go all the way despite your youth. You could be the JFK of our time but not if you continue with your predictable shenanigans. Sigourney was— is —attracted to you. Russell agreed with my assessment. She’s woman enough to take a step back and decide she doesn’t want to ruin her life ambitions. She’s dating a man who’s single, stable and doesn’t have any obligations. The fact that he’s my brother is highly irrelevant to this particular situation.”
“They had to hook up as soon as he got back from New York?” he questioned belligerently before he threw himself into an office chair opposite from hers.
“Is Elizabeth still carrying on about not wanting to be First Lady? Is that what this whole outburst is about?”
“Not really. Everything in my life just happens to be really crappy at the moment,” Peter began in a subdued tone. “I don’t know if I want to be married to Liz any longer and everything seems to be falling apart. Hell, I don’t even know if I’m running for office because it’s what my parents want or if it’s what I truly want. I’m so fucking confused right now. Do the ends always justify the means?”
“Always.” Kylie’s expressive green eyes held his gaze before she stood and strode around to his side of the desk. “Peter, I don’t know exactly what you want from me but I can honestly tell you I didn’t set anything up. Whatever Sigourney and Russell have is organic and authentic. They became attracted to one another in the space of time I sent them out to have lunch together. Her only job was to get him caught up on what’s happening with the campaign and nothing else.”
“I know.” He covered his face with his hands in self-pity. “You’re not that vindictive, Kylie, and this is a situation where I have to blame someone for this happening. I’m sorry I’m putting the blame on you. Russell is a slippery little prick and she certainly isn’t the first woman he’s seduced in this office. I can only hope whatever it is they have will be over soon enough.”
She massaged his shoulders, working the knots out of his upper back with careful hands. “Peter, I think in this particular situation you might be wrong. Russell really likes Sigourney. Hell, she insulted his truck and he thought it was ‘cute.’ Sorry, but he loves that stupid truck and he’s left a couple women on the side of the road due to it but in this instance, he felt the female in