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If she pulled him away for hours again, I’d be so furious. I didn’t care whether or not I had the right to be.
It didn’t look like she was saying anything to him, but his flat expression spoke volumes given he’d been smiling and laughing all night.
“I need to speak with the three of you,” Debbie said as soon as Hunter and I were within hearing range. “It’s not a request.”
Bossy much?
Ramsey gave a terse nod. “All right.”
Did he know what was going on? This wasn’t hissurprisewas it? If so, it was off to a shitty start.
We followed Debbie down the hallway, to an empty conference room. She flipped on a switch, which illuminated just enough space to make things eerie, and closed the door behind us.
“What?” Ramsey asked sharply.
Debbie was focused on me, with a disgust in her gaze that made my skin crawl. “I can’t believe you’re a part of this,” she said. “This marriage is a scam, and that’s the least horrible thing about what’s going on here. It’s bad enough that Ramsey is hiding that he’s fucking another man. But you? Absolutely disgusting that you’d demean yourself to hide their secret, given who you are. Do the kids at that shelter know?”
“Excuse me?” I could match disgust with anger, and then raise the ante to fury. “Did you—”
Ramsey settled a hand on my arm, and silenced me with a look.
“My personal life is none of your fucking business.” His voice was hard.
“It is if you want to win this race, and the next one.” Debbie stepped closer until she was in Ramsey’s face. “This is the kind of bullshit behavior that makes losers, and I willnotwork for someone who’s not interested in being the best.”
Ramsey’s expression went flat. “I see.” His voice was stony. I’d rarely seen him like this—so furious he’d bottled the rage to use for later. “You’re right, Debbie.” There was no intonation in his voice. He was half a step from being a computerized voice. “I’ll handle things tonight, and we’ll talk in the morning.”
Debbie blinked several times—was she surprised or something else? “Okay. I’ll prepare a press re—”
“You won’t do anything. We’ll talk in the morning means we’ll talk in the morning, and in the meantime, you’ll keep all of your employment agreements in mind.” Ramsey opened the door. “I assume you can find your own way back to the event.”
“Yes. Thank you.”
So that was what it took to shut up Debbie.
As she left, Hunter let out a long puff of air. “Wow.”
Ramsey’s chuckle was strained. “I’m done for the night. Think anyone would notice if we cut out early?”
“It’s not your event,” Hunter said. “No one will care.”
“Are you sure she won’t talk tonight?” How was I the only one worried about things falling apart if we walked away?
Ramsey nodded. “If she does, every Miller lawyer in the universe will be riding her ass. But worse, no one will let her work their campaign again. Theexposing usthreat is a bluff.”
“How can you be so sure?”
“Because I’ve been watching this game play out far longer than I care for. Meet back at your place?” Ramsey looked between us.
Because it was our place. Hunter’s and mine. The drive home would have been tense, if Hunter hadn’t settled his hand on mine every chance he got.
Ramsey was already inside when we arrived. I wasn’t surprised he had a key, but I did wonder how he got here so much sooner than we did. Hard to shave even a few minutes off a fifteen minute drive.
The instant Hunter closed the door, Ramsey crossed the room in a few long strides, grabbed a fistful of Hunter’s shirt, and yanked him close, crushing their mouths together. They radiated desire and adoration.
I’d never watched anything hotter.
They broke apart with a duet of groans, but didn’t move away from each other. Ramsey slid his hand to the back of Hunter’s head, holding the two of them together. “I can’t keep this up,” Ramsey growled. “Two weeks is too long. There’s no way I can stay away from you for nine months.”
