Page 41 of Conquered
Chapter 18
Noelle lay sprawled in bed. Every fiber in her body was still humming from the last orgasm. Make-up sex was always the best.
Hunter gathered her in his arms and kissed the top of her head.
“Was that good for you?” He teased her.
‘Mmmmm, just as good as hearing you say you love me on national TV.”
Hunter did not reply, instead he reached for her chin, raised her face to his, and kissed her tenderly.
“Why did you do it, Hunter?”
He didn’t need to be told what she was referring to.
“Because I realized after you left that nothing was worth it if I lost you. You mean everything to me Noelle. More than my ambition, more than my life, all these mean nothing if I don’t have you by my side.”
Noelle felt like she had died and gone to heaven. It was all too good to be true. She hoped that if this was a dream, then she never wanted to wake up.
Suddenly, Hunter crouched down beside her and placed his ear on her tummy.
“Do you think it can hear me?” he asked.
Wonder and adoration suffused his face. The same look he got when told she was carrying his baby. He was hesitant to make love thinking he might hurt the baby. It took Noelle guile and cunning to get him to bed. The bedroom had been their haven for the last two days, their own little world, where the only thing that mattered was him and her.
“I really don’t think anything the size of a peanut would even have ears yet,” Noelle replied.
“But I can hear it talking,” He insisted.
"That's only me. My tummy is grumbling because I'm hungry again." Noelle grimaced.
Hunted clambered up and headed for the house phone.
“I’ll ask the chef to whip up…”
He never finished the sentence. The door was flung open unceremoniously.
“FOR THE LOVE OF GOD WOMAN! DON’T YOU EVER REALLY KNOCK?” A series of profanities followed as he scrambled to the bathroom to hide his naked body.
Lisa flicked a wrist in his direction dismissively
“Go find something to hide your bushwhacker and come here. Something great just happened.
Noelle giggled as she twisted and grabbed a sheet to cover herself.
Hunter emerged from the bathroom with a scowl.
Lisa had bundles of paper in her hand.
“What are these?” Hunter asked darkly, mortification written all over his face.
“Your ticket to the senate,” Lisa answered simply before recounting the whole story
Noelle and Hunter listened with amazement. It was unbelievable.
“How did this happen?” Hunter muttered after a few seconds of stunned silence. “But I said I wasn’t running anymore.”
“Hunter, there’s over 8 million signatures in this petition. That represents two-thirds of the entire population of New York City,” Noelle announced going through the pages.
Indecision was still written on Hunter’s face.
“Noelle and I will talk about it,” he finally declared to Lisa.
Before Lisa exited the door she looked back at him and remarked, “This is all you ever wanted. You’d be an idiot not to heed the people’s call.”
Lisa smiled. She knew him better than he knew himself. She knew he would make the right decision.