Loving the Candidate (Capitol Affairs #2) Read Online Free Page A

face me and I melted. He was scruffy and beautiful. If nothing else, the sight of him was all I needed.
    “And it is so hot when you take over in the kitchen.”
    He reached under my blouse and groped for my bra clasp. “Sex before the famous Conrad Chicken?” His mouth covered mine.
    “Sex before everything with you, Alex.” I said against his mouth, as he unhooked my bra with one hand.
    “I agree, baby. This can wait. I’m not hungry, are you?”
    “Only for what’s between your legs, Alex.” He continued to lavish me with his kisses. We were in bed as fast as he put down the spatula.
    Lying between his legs and snug in his arms after he’d made me see stars, and scream for God twice, I suggested we get away for a couple of days.
    “Let’s get out of here for a while, Alex. We need to go to the beach house. No one will bother us, the government is on vacation, you can practice your speech, I can work on my case, and we can be together. We can try to get back to normal,” I said.
    We stared at the ceiling fan, watching it spin in our rustic bedroom. The bedroom was our sanctuary, and my favorite part of that beautiful log cabin we called home. So rustic and comfortable, our bedroom was the place where we shared our secrets, our bodies, and our love. It was where he made love to me the first time. In this gorgeous, huge home, this was my favorite room.
    “We should. It would be great to get out of here. We can have Mark stay here and watch Beckett. If we’re nowhere to be found, they will leave us alone, and the bullshit will die down. I need to concentrate on what is coming, not worry about reporters. You need to work on that case, don’t you?”
    “Yes, and we can do this, about ten times a day, with no distractions.” I smiled up at him.
    “Oh, my Prudence, you are going to kill me soon. Did you see those gray hairs popping up?” He hugged me to his body.
    “I’m keeping you young, Alex. Sex is the best medicine. I love those gray hairs. It makes you even hotter, if that’s possible,” I laughed. He stretched, and his stomach growled.
    After prying myself away from his warm, yummy body, I showered and Alex finished dinner. As we ate chicken cooked in garlic-infused olive oil and wrapped in basil, we decided to get packing and leave early in the morning. The next day, we flew out at dawn with two suitcases, our work, and hopes for peace and quiet. Before we left, Alex called Stella’s parents and offered his condolences. It was a tough phone call, but one he had kept putting off. He had to call them out of respect. After he hung up, Alex told me they’d apologized for what she did to him and didn’t blame him for anything. I was glad for his sake the call went well.

Chapter 3
     
     
    We took the private jet, and made it out without the press following us. Mark would stay at our house with Beckett. He lived in a small condo, so he said coming to our house was like going on vacation. I didn’t mind as long as he didn’t try to bring any girls to our home, which, with his track record, I was sure would be nothing to worry about.
    Once we landed and made our way to the beach house, I breathed a sigh of relief. Hyannis was busy that time of year, but our house was secluded and I looked forward to having Alex to myself for a few days. It couldn’t be any better.
    The beach house had become our secret refuge and our favorite place. It held so many wonderful memories for me in the short time I had been going out there. The greatest one was when Alex asked me to marry him. Our lives had started in that tiny room upstairs, my favorite room. Once we were there, we did whatever we wanted with no time constraints, emails, or texts. Mark had stocked it with our favorite snacks. He knew the drill. Whenever we needed to get away, Alex would call him and tell him to “stock the joint.” He had filled the fridge with our favorite food, wine, and snacks. I preferred Swedish Fish and Cheetos, Alex wanted