Page 11 of Her Dragon Daddy Disaster
“They can’tactuallysend me to prison, can they?” I asked quietly. “I did my job. It’s not like I invited him or had any idea what he truly was. That’s not a criminal charge.”
Hendricks just shrugged. It was all the answer I would get. It said,I’m not a lawyer. Don’t ask me dumb questions like that. So, I let it drop. There would be no prepping in advance for this meeting. I was going in blind, and I didn’t like it. That wasn’t how I was trained.
Alarm bells continued to ring as I was ushered into the Oval Office, where only the president awaited me. Hendricks stiffened at my side, noting the lack of other agents in the room.
“Agent Detfield, Sarah, please, have a seat.”
Regardless of what I’d done, one didn’t refuse an offer from the president. Confused, my hands clammy and my stomach roiling, I sat on one of the couches while he sat on the other. What was with the light-handed approach? I didn’t need to be coddled. Just fire me and get it over with!
I opened my mouth to say something to that effect, but he beat me to it.
“I’m sure you’re a little confused about why I wanted to meet with you.”
“Not really,” I said.
A ghost of a smile tugged at his lips for a moment. “I suspect the reason will surprise you.”
I doubted it. Still, I wasn’t going to correct him.
“Tell me about it.”
I nodded. “Today, a male from my past—”
The slow shaking of his head stopped me short.
“I know what happened today,” he said gently, waving a hand as if it somehow didn’t matter. “Tell me the full story. What happened. Who was he. You knew him. Knew this dragon.”
“Ahhh,” I said, stalling for time. “I can assure you, Mr. President, I hadnoknowledge beforehand that Levi, this man,was a dragon. That caught me by surprise as it did everyone else. I swear it.”
“I believe you,” he said gently. “But you had history with him.”
I nodded. “Yes. I did. Almost six years ago, we had, um, a thing.” I sighed. “You know how it goes.”
That was as close as I was going to get to flat out telling the President of the United States that I’d been Levi’s little fuck-toy. His personal slut, ready to take his cock any time, any place, any way that he ordered me to. My body had been his playground, and he’d made full use of it. Of me. And I’d loved every second of it.
My cheeks burned, but I was a professional, and I kept my composure. Mostly.
“I understand. Go on.”
“Then, one day, he disappeared. That was five and half, six years ago. I haven’t seen or heard from him since that day. Until he walked into the White House this morning with one of the tour groups.”
“Is that all?”
The simple question was innocuous enough on its own, but given who was asking it, a spike of panic zipped down my spine. There was no way he could know, could he? Sure, the timeframe might add up, but most men weren’t wired to think that way automatically. Besides, I’d never said Levi was theonlyman.
“Yes.” I said simply. “He ghosted me. I’m sorry, Mr. President, I wish I could tell you more. Though I am curious about why you care, if I may be so bold?”
“Because, Agent Detfield,” the president said, sitting back in his couch, “you were named as part of the peace terms.”
“I was? What do you mean?”
“Would I be correct in saying the rumor mill has already spread the terms around?” There was a half-pained laugh. Even in what should be the most secure environment in the world, leaks were bound to occur at blistering speed.
I shrugged. “Rumor is all, Mr. President.”
“I’m sure,” he said with a snort. “The rumor mill probably knows what I’ll do beforeIdo.”
We shared a smile, but his faded quickly. My stomach turned itself into ever tighter knots.
