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uttered while shaking her head.
***
“I’m huffing because you are. I’m huffing because all of the sudden my word isn’t enough. I’m not the one
who started demanding things,” Senator Fitzgerald replied.
“And you aren’t the one who gets Christopher up and puts him to bed at night, so excuse me if I need
more than your word to help me,” Dorian countered.
“And what about your cousin?” the Senator rallied. “She didn’t have my baby, but for some reason she’s
in my pockets.”
“Fuck you,” Dorian instantly replied. “I told you I had nothing to do with that.” And that was the truth and
Senator Fitzgerald knew it.
“Yes,” he said with a calmer voice. “But she is your cousin. I mean, couldn’t you do something to convince
her how important this bill is? If she’s your family, then she should understand…”
“I’m sorry I didn’t see this before,” Dorian interrupted with a shocked stare.
“What?” Senator Fitzgerald replied with a questioning tone that was accentuated by the wrinkles
appearing on his forehead.
“Christopher has affected you more than I thought,” Dorian said with a clairvoyant look. “That bill…You
think that health care bill is going to make what you’re denying right with the world?” She had to take a brief
pause so that he could see the look on her face. “James, if you’re doing it to make sure that people can take care of
their children like you, then that’s fine. But if you’re doing it to make up for not being a father then stick with plan
B, because plan A is too big of a lie to keep up.”
“Maybe you should learn to trust me a little more,” Senator Fitzgerald replied as his arms refolded against
his chest.
“Save that for the interviews James,” she declared with a comical wind that blew from her lungs as she
shook her head.
The Senator wanted to say something but was interrupted by the doorbell. “Where are you going?”
Dorian hissed as he started walking to the front door.
“To answer the door,” Senator Fitzgerald replied as he turned and looked at her. “Since you were the one
who brought up interviews, then why don’t you help me get ready for this one,” he commanded with a pleading
stare.
***
Tyra just sighed as Darren opened the door to her office building. And even if her thoughts were occupied, she
probably still wouldn’t have noticed Justin observing her from his car on the street. But if she did see him, then the
look on his face would have drained her heart.
“What’s wrong?” Darren asked as he noticed the contemplative look on Tyra’s brow.