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Thought I might be able to lobby you for
dinner?”
“No
lobbying necessary. When did this all happen?” Candace asked.
“Just
this morning. Bryan was supposed to make the trip. I figured we could save on
the hotel expense if I came instead.”
“I
see,” Candace said.
“So… Dinner in Georgetown? Dana, would you like to
join us?” Jameson asked.
“Davey
has his first T-Ball game,” Dana said.
“That
will probably be more exciting than dinner in Georgetown,” Candace commented.
“Maybe.
You think Senator Barker is bad? You should see some of these parents,” Dana
groaned.
Candace
laughed. “I have every confidence you will put them all in line if necessary.”
“True.
It’s what I do,” Dana agreed.
“All
right,” Jameson began, “sorry to pop in and out. I need to get going. Have to
catch a train.” She leaned in and kissed Candace on the cheek. “Meet you here
later?”
“Actually,
how about we meet at Martin’s? Say around six-thirty?” Candace suggested.
“See
you then. Wish Davey luck for me,” Jameson said to Dana.
Dana
waited until Jameson had closed the door and then turned to Candace. “What was
that all about?”
Candace
sighed. “I don’t know. Something is on her mind.”
“Maybe
she just missed you,” Dana suggested.
“Oh,
I am sure she misses me. That’s not why she came down here. She’s up to
something.”
“Well,
at least you know it isn’t for a proposal,” Dana offered.
“At
least not marriage,” Candace laughed.
“Come
on, Candy. You know J.D. She hates being away from you. What could she possibly
have up her sleeve?”
“Dana, in the last year Jameson has convinced me to take a
lover twenty years my junior. I have gotten engaged when I swore I would never
marry again and remodel my entire home. And, even more unbelievably, I have allow
a cat to keep residence in that home. What does she have up her sleeve? God only knows,” Candace said.
“She’s good for you,” Dana said flatly.
“Yes,
I know,” Candace admitted. “I just hope I am as good for her.”
Dana
smiled. “Still twirling this governor race around in your head? Stop worrying,
Candy. I’ve known J.D. since we were barely twenty. She’s never been happier.
And, J.D. is tough. I’ve always admired that in her; the way things roll off
her.”
Candace
offered Dana a weak smile. She believed that Jameson was happy. She also knew
Jameson was a determined person. Jameson was hardly tough . Jameson was the most sensitive person Candace had ever known.
Candace was aware that most people saw the humorous Jameson, the professional
Jameson. They knew J.D. Reid. Candace loved J.D. but she was in love with
Jameson. Jameson was the person underneath the exterior, much like Candace was
the woman behind Senator Fletcher. Jameson’s appearance in Washington meant
something was on her mind. Candace was eager to find out exactly what that
might be. She sighed and looked at Dana. “Let’s get down to business. Seems we
both have important dates tonight.”
***
“How was your meeting?”
Candace asked Jameson.
“Fine,”
Jameson responded. “Typical. Nothing out of the ordinary.”
“Uh-huh.
You flew down here for a typical meeting to save money on a hotel?”
“I
flew down here to see you,” Jameson said taking a sip of her wine. “I missed
you.” Candace looked across at Jameson doubtfully. “What? I did miss you.”
“I
know. That isn’t why you are here. What’s going on?” Candace asked.
“Candy?”
a voice startled Candace from behind her.
Candace
saw Jameson’s expression fall and turned to the sound of the voice. “Jessica?”
Jessica
Stearns smiled at her former partner. “It’s been a while,” she said softly as
she made her way to stand beside Candace
and Jameson’s table.
“What
are you doing in Washington?” Candace asked.
“I
do still have friends here, Candy,” Jessica chuckled.
Candace
sighed. “I didn’t mean it the
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