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some dow n sides to this situation for him, but he hoped that they were only temporary.  The good thing is that Sully would be able to do what he loved on the level that he loved and he’d have better connections for the next race in four years.   “Hey, why don’t you get out of here?  Amber and I can get this place broken down.  And we’ve got help from a few of the interns. You just go and get your shit together, okay.”
    Sully nodded and went to the door.  Before he walked out, he looked back at his brother.  “She really is special, you know.  Charlie.”
    Will let go of a sigh and nodded back. “They all are, Sully. You were just too busy getting into their pants to see it before.”
    ***
    By the time that Sully got back to his place, Charlie was out of the bed.  She had taken a shower, cleaned up their mess from last night and was in the living room on the couch watching MTV and reading a book. 
    Visibly sulking, Sully walked in the door with Ch i nese take-out and a bottle of wine.  He threw his keys on the counter – the first indication that he was having a shitty day.  Sitting the food on the table, he looked across the open kitchen to the living room where Charlie was and tried to smile. 
    She looked perfect over there on his sofa curled up with her long shapely brown legs bare and tempting him, her braids braided into one big ponytail over her left shoulder and her glowing mahogany skin peeking out of the half-buttoned shirt, revealing perky, volu p tuous breasts and uninterrupted flawless skin.  She was a freaking goddess and he was throwing her away over a job.   Instead, he should have been taking her clothes off at that moment and making love to her on the sofa instead of getting ready to break her heart…and his.  Suddenly, he hated his life, and he wasn’t sure but he may have hated his brother too. 
    “Hey, baby,” he said, feeling his stomach turn over again. 
    “Hey,” she said, smiling.  Getting up off the couch, she bounced over to him and rose up on her tip toes to kiss his lips.  “What took you so long?” she asked, patting his firm backside. 
    Sully looked down into her darker-than-night eyes and felt his strength leaving him. “Went to the hea d quarters, and then took a walk on the beach to clear my head before I got us something to eat.”
    Rifling through the bags, she clapped her hands. “Goodie. I love Chinese food.”
    “Yeah, I know.”
    Charlie picked up on Sully’s mood. “What’s wrong with you?” she asked, putting her hand on her hip.
    He moved the long, thick ponytail off her shoulder and grabbed her gently.  Hugging her tight, he groaned. “We’ve gotta talk, Charlie.”
    “Okay,” Charlie said, moving away so that she could see his face.  “About what?”
    “Can we fix something to eat first?” he asked, tr y ing to avoid the conversation.
    “No,” she said in a matter-of-fact tone. “Don’t do that?”
    “Do what?”
    “Bullshit me,” she growled. 
    Pulling out a wine glass, Sully opened up the bottle of Pinot Grigio and poured himself a glass.  “Reme m ber what we talked about last night?”
    She blinked. “What part?”
    “The need for a contingency plan.”  He could bar e ly look at her now. 
    “Yeah, what about it?” Standing in place, she watched him pull out a bar stool and sit down. 
    He was slow to answer.  “Well, I accepted a job today with the DLC and turned down the mayor’s office.”
    “The DLC?  Are you serious?  That’s wonderful,” Charlie said, frowning in both disbelief and happiness.  “I don’t get it though, why are you sad?”
    “The position is in D.C.  And it’s starts immediat e ly.”  Downing the wine in one gulp, he looked up at her under solemn eyes. 
    Charlie’s smiled faded. “Oh.”  She blinked. 
    “Wanna take a seat now?” he asked, pulling out the chair beside him.
    “No,” Charlie said, getting why he was so sad. “I’ll stand.”  She looked him