Page 73 of Powerless

“It is, is it?”

Kathryn pushes off the bed and heads into the bathroom. “Presidential sex is good sex. Knowing my husband comes undone for me is the best feeling in the world.”

Ladies and gentlemen, let me introduce you to my incredibly sexy wife who loves to be fucked. I’m such a lucky man. I run my hand over my face, and once Kathryn has returned to bed, I head into the bathroom to clean up.

Returning to the bedroom, I find Kathryn completely out of it, and back asleep. Her mouth is slightly open, and she’s lightly snoring. How on earth does she fall asleep so quickly?

I slide on a t-shirt and boxer briefs and open the door to head into the residence kitchen. One of the Secret Service agents is standing by the door. “Good morning,” I say, forgetting his name.

“Good morning, Mr. President,” he acknowledges in a clear, hard voice.

I walk into the kitchen and open the fridge, searching for some juice. When I find it, I open it and pour myself a big glass.

Today is my second day in office, and I’m already behind with what I have to do. I may as well get ready and head down to the office to get a head start on the day.

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When I open my office door, Esther is sitting at her desk, working on her laptop. “Can I help you with anything, Mr. President?” Esther asks.

“No, I’m heading down to see Elizabeth.”

“Where are you going?” Liam asks from behind me.

“I feel like wandering the hallways for a little extracurricular activity,” I shoot to Liam from over my shoulder.

He leans into me and whispers, “Are you being a smart-ass?” He’s careful that no one else hears.

“It appears I am.” I run my hand through my hair as I turn to give him a smirk. “What is it?”

“The cabinet is being sworn in at ten.”

“I know,” I say.

“And then you have individual meetings with each cabinet member.”

“Why are you handling this?”

“Because you haven’t hired a personal aide.”

I stop walking and turn to Liam. “A body man? Do I really need one?”

“If you don’t hire a personal aide, then it’s up to Esther and me to keep your diary up to date.”

I look down at the ground and give him a curt nod of acknowledgement. “Okay.”

“Can I ask Esther to get the process started?”

We resume walking toward Elizabeth’s office. “Yeah, you can.”

“Great.” Liam breaks away from me and heads back to his office.

Once I reach Elizabeth’s office, I quickly fill her in on what I need. “Mr. President, I’m also preparing a welcome speech for your meeting with the press corps tomorrow.”

There’s a press corps meeting tomorrow? “Thank you.”

As I walk past the open offices where the interns are, one man catches my attention. He has three law books sitting open on the desk and his head is lowered as he shoots glances between the three. I can’t help but slow down and take in what he’s doing. He hasn’t even noticed me hovering close by. There’s a pen cap in his mouth, his brows are drawn together, and he’s furiously taking notes. I walk over to him and stand beside his desk. He looks up at me, down, then back. Springing to his feet, he nearly spits the pen cap from his mouth. “Mr. President,” he says in a tight voice. “Can I help you, sir?” His shoulders are unnaturally stiff as he stares at me with wide eyes.

“What are you so intently working on?” I glance at the three books lying open.

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