Bi-Partisan (DISTRICT LOVE #1) by Dallas Smith EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Dallas Smith
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Jamie
Song:Numb Little Bug – Em Behihold
“JAMIE, WHAT THE FUCK are you still doing here?”
The sound of my best friend and communication director’s voice from
the doorway to my tiny private office has me nearly jumping out of my seat.
My head snaps up, and it takes a few slow blinks for my eyes to adjust to
the relative darkness of the rest of my office compared to the bright
lamplight I’d been reading under. Once they do, I see Mina leaning against
the freshly painted white door jamb, her arms crossed over her black longsleeved jumpsuit.
“I thought you left to get dinner with Chloe,” I say.
“I did. Three hours ago.”
“Shit, really?”
It’s only Tuesday, and we weren’t in session today, so in theory, I should
probably be home by now. But since it was a light day, I thought I’d take
the opportunity to catch up. Between the seemingly endless commitments
and responsibilities that go along with being a congressman, I’m almost
always behind. But I didn’t mean to stay this late.
She clicks her tongue, then flips on the overhead light. I press the heels
of my hands into my eyes and let out a soft whine at the sudden assault.
“Yeah, I was on my way home and had a sneaking suspicion you might
still be here, so I checked your location,” she says, pushing off the door
frame to come closer. “And I’m glad I did because, honey, you look awful.”
“Gee, thanks,” I deadpan as she drops into the worn leather armchair
across from my desk. “You do realize adding ‘honey’ to something doesn’t
automatically make an insult sound nicer, right?”
Mina rolls her eyes and kicks her heeled feet up on the corner of my
desk—one of the only places not covered in papers, legal pads, and open
books. “I wasn’t aiming for nice. I was going for tough love. Seriously,
have you even moved since I left?”
My face pulls into a grimace. I honestly can’t remember, but seeing as I
didn’t realize how long it’s been since Mina and the rest of the office went
home, it’s safe to say I haven’t. And now that I’m not in focus mode, I’m
starting to feel it. My neck is stiff, my eyes are dry, and there’s a dull
burning in my chest—although that last one is probably more due to the
slightly cold coffee that I had at 4:00 p.m. than me not moving from my
desk for over three hours.
It’s that or the fact that I had to basically inhale
my lunch while walking between committee meetings today. Both are
surefire ways to set off my acid reflux—something that feels like I’m way
too young to have at barely twenty-eight. My doctor suspects that it might
be gastroesophageal reflux disease, or GERD, which is becoming
increasingly common amongst people in their twenties. Still, I can’t help
but feel about ten years older when I need to pop an antacid before eating
Italian or anything fried.
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