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ma’am,” the young man said, and Sam began to follow him.   Jade, however, began to follow them.   But Christian pulled her back.
    “Maybe your
mom should speak to the president alone,” he suggested.
    Jade,
however, looked at him as if he was crazy.   Because she just knew he was out of his natural mind if he though she
wasn’t going to include herself in this meeting.   She broke away from his grasp, and followed
her mother.
    They walked
into a private room, off from the reception area, where Dutch was standing
alone.   He was looking out of the window,
his hands in his pants pockets, his back to the
entrance.  
    “Miss
Redding is here, Mr. President,” young Rick said, bowed, and left.
    Sam and Jade
stood before Dutch.   When he turned
around, and saw Sam in her form-fitting, sequined dress, a kind of aqua-blue
that highlighted her beautiful eyes and dark, velvety-smooth skin, his throat
caught.   She’d always been a looker, he
thought.   But right now she was simply
stunning.
    She smiled
when he turned around.   “Hello, Rookie,”
she said in that deadpan way of hers that made Dutch snort.   Rookie was her nickname for him when they
were both students at Harvard.
    He went to
her.  
    There was a
momentary awkwardness, where neither knew quite what to do, but then Dutch
reached over and gave her a hug.   Sam
closed her eyes when he touched her, but fought hard not to show her feelings.
    Dutch wasn’t
quite so successful in shielding his.   She not only looked great, he thought has he hugged her, she smelled
great, too.   And as they began to part he
gave her a peck on the cheek.  
    “You look
fabulous,” he said to her, admiring her fine physique.   Jade smiled at the way Dutch perused her
mother’s body.
    “Thank-you,”
Sam said.   She was unaccustomed to
compliments, and still didn’t quite know how to accept them.
    “Would you
care for something to drink?”
    “You too,”
Sam said.  
    There was a
slight hesitation, as Dutch wasn’t sure if he missed something.   “Pardon me?” he asked her.
    “No, I was,
I was going to say that you look wonderful too.   Or fabulous as the actual term was.   You too, that’s what I was saying in
reference to what you had said about me.   That I looked fabulous.   I was . . . .”
    Jade rolled
her eyes.   Her mother really was a band
of one.
    “Well,
thank-you, Sam,” Dutch said, not at all taken aback by her differentness.   “Would you care for something to drink?”
    “No, no, I’m
good.   I’m fine.”
    Dutch
offered her a seat, and he sat down in the flanking chair.   Jade sat on the arm of the chair, beside her
father.   Dutch crossed his legs, staring
at Sam.   Sam crossed her legs, staring at
him.
    “So,” Dutch
said, unbuttoning his suit coat, “our daughter here says you wanted to see me.”
    “Yes.   Yes, I did.”   He seemed to become more attractive with age, Sam thought, as she sat
there.   And the way it felt to be in his
arms.   She felt so safe there.   The idea that she let a guy like this get
away from her when he was obviously infatuated with her all those years ago
made her angry with herself.   But she was
such a different person then.
    Dutch waited
for her to tell him why she wanted to see him.   When she didn’t say anything, Jade did.
    “Go on and
tell him,” she said.
    Sam
exhaled.   “I wanted to let you know that
I was thinking about staying, that is, Jade and Christian have offered to let
me stay with them in Washington for a little while.   Until I can work some
things out.”   Sam said this and
stared at Dutch, to gauge his reaction.   Dutch didn’t immediately respond.
    Jade,
surprised by this, looked at him.
    “I wanted to
know how you felt about that,” Sam said.
    “I don’t
think it’s a good idea,” Dutch said honestly.
    Jade was
surprised by his reaction.   “Why wouldn’t
it be a good idea, Daddy?”
    “I think you
and Christian have issues you’re trying to