The campaign event is being held in the hockey arena downtown. The ice has been covered and the space redesigned as it often is for concerts, with a stage on one side and seats in lines down on the floor.The space for reporters is right up front near the stage, but when I first arrive, I hover near
My heart stops for one solid second before it abruptly starts again, beating quickly out of control.Miles just… blew a kiss at me?Everyone saw the action. The reporters around me are buzzing, their heads turning this way and that. Their eyes scan over the crowd behind us. They don’t look at me. Th
I roll my eyes at him. “You are incorrigible.”“Yeah,” he replies. He lets his hand drop. “But you like that about me.”Curse it all, I do. He’s a challenge, always keeping me on my toes, always holding me on the edge of desire. Most of the time, I’m toppling, not knowing where I’m going to fall nex
A loud knock sounds on the door. Startled, Miles and I jump away from each other just as the door opens.The assistant stands outside, but I can see him glancing at us through the reflection in the mirror.“Sir,” he says. “It’s time.”“Thank you, Wendell,” Miles says. Glancing at the mirror himself,
I don’t have any problem with my previous life as a homemaker. I worked hard to provide a comfortable environment for my husband and my daughters. Yes, I’d always aspired to more, but being a housewife, in general is not something to be ashamed of.The way this reporter is turning her nose up at me,
I stare at Hugo in confusion and surprise. Hugo cares… about my heart? As my boss, I expect him to give me warnings about my career, but never would I have thought he’d want to protect my heart as well.It could simply be his hatred for Hugo that is driving his concern, but I’m not so sure that’s th
Standing in Kimberly’s office, I remember the dejected looks on my daughters’ faces and ask, “There’s a family friendly event coming up, right? Do you think I could cover it? Do you think I could bring my two daughters?”Kimberly looks up at me, away from her computer. “Trouble at home, Esther?”I d
Miles leads the girls over to the hole, where other volunteers are placing the tree. After the tree is set, Miles directs the girls to collect scoopfuls of dirt in their hands and pack it in around the base of the tree.The girls get dirt on their knees, elbows, and under their fingernails, but thei