Page 47 of An Impossible Love
They made love long into the early hours, talking in between, telling each other their hopes and dreams, leaving their careers outside of their discussion. In bed, they were just Emmy and Orin, and even when his mouth was sucking at her nipples, or his cock was plowing her into paradise, Emmy never felt less than his equal. She loved that about him.
At four a.m. Emmy slipped regretfully from his bed. “I have to go.”
“I wish…”
She grinned at him. “What do you wish?”
“I wish you didn’t have to go. I wish I could walk out of here holding your hand and tell the world that I’m in love with the most beautiful woman in the world.” He stopped and laughed self-consciously. “I wish, I wish, I wish.”
Emmy bent down and kissed him. “Get some sleep at least. You have to run the world in a few hours, Commander.”
“Until next time?”
“Next time.”
On the drive back to her home, Emmy wondered if she had gone a little crazy. She was really going to do this, really going to put her career on the line for this man. The full force of what she was about to do hit her hard, and she had to pull the car over to the side of the road to take some deep breaths. However she looked at it—she had thrown her career away for the sake of what? Nothing could ever come of their tryst. Orin could never openly date her, even if she wasn’t in the Secret Service. She would be deemed unsuitable, not a politician or high-flying lawyer. She could see how the press would deride her—a lowly Agent—she could see it now. She’d be reduced to the president’s fuck-buddy to the world.
And Zach… was she dishonoring his sacrifice by giving her career up? Her heart told her yes over and over again. Suddenly Emmy lost it, thumping the steering wheel and yellingFuck!at the top of her voice.
For a moment, she closed her eyes, and then Emmy turned the car around and drove back to the field office. Lucas was talking to another agent as she entered the room, but when he saw her face, he knew something was wrong. He ushered her quickly into his office and shut the door.
“What? What is it, Em?”
Emmy took a deep breath in and met his gaze. “Lucas… I’m giving you my resignation. When you hear what I have to say, you may not want me to stay.”
“Why?”
“Because I’m breaking every rule we have, Lucas. I’ve been derelict in my duty; I’ve lied to you and to the Service. Lucas… I’m sleeping with the president.”
