Loving the Senator (Capitol Affairs #1) by Mia Villano Page A

need a guy bringing me down, and that is exactly where this was headed. This constant drinking reminded me of when I lived with my mom and the total chaos that went on because of it.
    Before I could end it though, I received an invitation to a Democratic fundraiser and Trevor expected to be my date. It was to be one of the largest fundraisers of the year, and the biggest names in Washington were to attend, including the President. Since I was going to be running another campaign, I needed to go and mingle. I wanted to, but I didn’t want to run into Alex or Jade. It was a pretty safe bet they would be attending. Alex loved these types of things and if he was there, she was sure to be along. Seeing them touch each other would have been too much, even with Trevor with me. I prayed Trevor would try to stay somewhat sober, but early on in the evening, it wasn’t looking too good.
    I stood by the bar trying to get Trevor away from it. I scanned the crowd for familiar faces when my eyes met Alex’s. Leaning casually up against the wall with a drink in hand and talking to a few men, he looked as fuckable as ever. He winked at me, and I grabbed the bar to hold on, wobbly now in my six-inch heels. I picked up a glass of champagne to calm my nerves. I downed it in a couple of gulps and hurriedly drank another. Surely, Jade was somewhere close by, keeping tabs on him, and I expected her to appear, slithering up to him at any moment. A constant stream of people came up and talked to him, but he continued to watch me between handshakes, pats on the back and political small talk.
    I wore the latest dress from Gucci. It was short, black, and lacy. It hugged my body perfectly, showing off every curve. I’d bought a new pair of Louboutin heels, and I had to admit I looked extremely sexy. I wanted to look very tempting, to torture Alex when we saw one another. This was that moment.
    Our eyes met once again as I forgot about getting Trevor to a table and took a seat at the bar. I no longer cared what Trevor did. My attention was focused on one person. Alex Conrad was in the room and nothing else mattered. I wanted to drive him crazy and let him know what he’d given up. Biting my lip, I made sure I crossed and uncrossed my legs several times to give him a glimpse up my thigh. It worked. He couldn’t keep his eyes off of me. Trevor, on the other hand, couldn’t keep his hands off me, and I was not in the mood to show the public what he expected. I pushed his greedy hands away as he tried to shove them between my legs.
    “Trevor, please. Not here. I don’t want to look like a cheap whore. There are too many important people here tonight, and I need to maintain my image. Christ, the President is here somewhere,” I said, pushing him off me once again .
    He was drunk before dinner was served. He was loud, obnoxious, and always found ways to embarrass me.
    “Baby, I love you, and I want everyone to know you’re mine. That tight body of yours is making me hard. Prudence Romaine is mine,” he yelled and laughed. The thought of smashing him over the head with my heel crossed my mind.
    “Trevor, please keep it down.” I pushed him away again knowing full well, later wasn’t happening. He looked exceptionally handsome in his tuxedo, but his behavior was such a turn off, whatever he did to me, didn’t matter. My mind was made up that he wouldn’t have me in any way sexually after we left. I was going to end it with him that evening.
    Looking over at Alex, he was intently watching us both as I continued to push Trevor away.
    “Hey, bar tramp, give me another shooter and a beer,” he yelled at the waitress, who was busy serving others.
    Turning away, I had enough and needed to distance myself from him fast. He didn’t even notice when I got up and walked off. I headed outside to get some fresh air and found a spot free of smokers. The sky was clear and filled with stars as I sat on the cool cement step and breathed in the chilly night