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Bill tipped his head down while Hillary laid her head on his chest. She was absentmindedly drawing circles on his skin wondering how she would say it without causing an alarm.

“What is it?” Bill asked, noticing how she paused after telling him that there was a reason behind why she got back with Tim.

She sighed and then sat up, “Tim knew about us. He has evidence of you going to my place at night. There are incriminating photos of us in an embrace and you leaving my house.”

Bill remained silent, so she continued. “He… he threatened that he would release the photos to Donovan if I wouldn’t get back with him.”

“Christ,” Bill hissed. He carefully moved to recline on the bed, he grunted along the process. Hillary helped him up. His chest heaved as he leaned against the headrest, he took a few deep breaths from the exertion. Hillary scooted closer to him.

“Are you okay?”

He nodded, then reached to touch her face, “Why didn’t you tell me?”

She shook her head, “I don’t want you to get involved. I want to solve it on my own. You have too many problems to worry about, I was thinking that I can handle it on my own.”

Bill frowned. “Hillary…” He started, “Darlin’, you don’t have to solve this on your own.” His eyes roamed on her face noticing the sadness in her eyes, he brushed the back of his fingers on her cheek, then cupped them with his palm. “You don’t have to go through things have someone...” He whispered sincerely, “…you have me.”

Hillary felt her throat closed, her eyes prickling as her tears were threatening to fall. Throughout her life, she was her own person. She faced her own problems, dealt with her own setbacks without help. Her parents taught her that. Her mother taught her to be tough, and she got used to it. But to hear from Bill that he would be there to fight with her was her undoing. 

Her vision blurred as her tears gathered in her eyes. 

A small teasing smile appeared on Bill’s face as he watched Hillary struggle to keep her emotions at bay. 

“You can lay down your guard now, and rest your head on my shoulder, Love.”

A sob escaped her lips while she slid her arms around him embracing him. She buried her face in the crook of his neck. Bill smoothened his hand on her back. They stayed in that position for a while until Hillary heard Bill ask.

“What are you planning?”

"With Tim?


"My legal counsel will be talking to him tomorrow."

"Let me know the result of his discussion."

"Of course."

"How about your other problem?"

“If I am pregnant you mean?”

Bill nodded.

“I’m planning to talk to my team, then I will discuss my decision with my family,” She bit her lip and thought about what her announcement would look like when she told her parents that she would be resigning from her position.

“And if you’re not pregnant?”

Hillary contemplated that. Right, what if she isn’t pregnant? Would she still resign from her position? Would she still pursue a relationship with him?

Hillary started to loosen her hold so she could look at him, but Bill touched her hand stopping her. 

“If you’re not, what would you do?” He asked her.

“I don’t know. What do you plan to do?” She asked back.

“I don’t want you to throw away your life for me, Hillary. I don’t want to ask you to resign from your position to be with me. I’ll wait for you if you want.”

“It will take us three years…”

“We can sneak around, can we?”

She nodded. “I would feel terribly guilty that I am having a secret relationship with you. It feels like a betrayal to my party and to the people.”

“You can leave your party and become an independent. You can still serve the people. What is important is the result of your work and how you could help them. That’s all that matters.”

“It's not gonna be easy..." She frowned, "Leave my party…” Hillary shook her head. She was a Republican ever since. Her family was pure Republicans and she couldn't imagine that she would reach the point of leaving her party for him.

Bill looked at her and held her gaze, “I’ll be honest with you, Darlin’, but your party doesn’t respect you as a leader.”

Bill bit the insides of his mouth thinking if Hillary would defend her party. He pressed further, “You know that, right? You keep on fighting your way inside. You keep on fighting for your position and for your leadership to a party that wouldn’t even support your decisions. They don't deserve you.”

Hillary knew that. She has been trying to win her party by achieving a lot but it seemed to no avail. She hasn’t given up but hearing it from Bill was somehow hurtful.

He held her hand, “You could run as an independent,” then he gave her a lopsided smile, “Or you can join the Democratic party, besides with your vision, your values… you’d be a great asset. I could vouch for you.”

Hillary’s eyes lightened and out of her sheer happiness, she threw her arms around him making him hiss when she hit his bandaged arm. 

“Oh, my God, I’m so sorry.”

Bill chuckled, happy that she looked relieved. 

“You’d do that?” She asked beaming at him. She could easily identify herself with the Democrats. In fact, she found that their values were aligned. The only reason she continued being Republican was because of her family. Now, she has a reason to switch.

Bill brushed her cheek with this thumb, “I’d do whatever it takes to make you happy.”

Hillary softened. Bill, for his claims, that he didn't know how to love was definitely capable. She leaned and kissed him. “You make me so happy, Honey,” She said in between kisses. 

“Do I?” Bill asked with a heavy-lidded gaze.

Hillary nodded while she trailed her lips along his jaw until she started to nibble the soft pad of his left ear.

Bill sighed, “I…” He said breathily, “I… I can’t do much.”

Hillary softly giggled, her hot breath tickled his ear sending a pleasurable ache in his groin.

“Don’t worry, I’ll do all the work tonight,” She said, her voice above a whisper.

Bill could do nothing but just nod. Hillary got off the bed and stood next to him. She held her gaze as she undressed before him. Bill watched, his mouth-watering. It has been a while since they slept together and it oddly felt as if they were doing it for the first time.

There was something so seductive watching Hillary undress right before him. The moment that she removed her blouse and was wearing her bra, his eyes landed on her stomach which was still flat. He felt himself harden thinking of it looking big with their baby. His eyes went to her breasts when she unhooked her bra and removed them. Her nipples stood erect from the coldness of the room. He watched as goosebumps appeared on her arms. Her breathing was heavy. Her gaze focused on him while she worked her way to remove her dress and her underwear. 

It was so unfortunate that he couldn’t walk or else he would have jumped from the bed and pulled her to him like a crazy man. But he couldn’t, so he had to wait for her to finish taking off her clothes.

When she finished and stood before him naked, Bill’s jaw slackened and all he could do was just stare at her in awe. 

“My God,” He breathed, his eyes holding hers, “You are beautiful.”

Hillary’s body was shaking. She didn’t know if it was from her nervousness, from the coldness, or from her unspent desire. She never stripped naked for anyone. She was a little conscious while she was in the process of removing her clothes but the way Bill looked at her with that fire in his gaze urged her to continue. 

When he called her beautiful, Hillary took a step closer, leaned, and closed the distance between their lips.

The way they made love that night was unhurried as if they have all the time in the world. She was careful because of his injuries. She reminded herself that his knee was still in need of operation and his right arm was still healing from the gunshot wound.

She carefully straddled him as they kept their mouth locked. Her arms around his shoulder while Bill's arms coiled around her waist.

"I miss this," Hillary said as she let go.

"I missed it too," Bill echoed nibbling her lower lip

Despite the cold weather of November, the room felt hot. She felt electricity ran through her back as Bill feathered his fingers on her back tracing her spine. She arched her back like an overindulged cat. She tipped her head back and jutted her chest out as leaned against his touch then felt Bill’s warm mouth closed around her nipple. 

She sighed. 

“I could say how much you mean to me in a thousand ways,” Bill whispered against her skin while he gently gathered her to him, his lips feathering from the slope of her breast to her collarbone, his tongue tasting her skin there, then his lips moved towards his favorite spot on her neck. 

Hillary bit her lip while Bill continued, “But it would never be enough.”

He moved his head until he was brushing their nose together. Hillary framed his face with her hands. “I love you,” He said.

She waited for this kind of love, this kind of passion, and she couldn’t believe that she finally found it. She looked into his deep blue eyes and she couldn’t help but fall a little deeper in love with him. 

“I love you too.”

Bill peppered her neck with small biting kisses, then he groaned when he felt her reach for his cock.

"Ah," He breathed when she positioned his shaft in her entrance. 

"Hill..." He whispered as if he was in pain. He held her hips, assisting her while she lowered her body onto him, pushing his shaft deep into her. 

Bill hissed when she slid down fully to the hilt. Sitting down on his hips.

"Does it hurt?" She asked, worried about his knee. 

Bill curved his hand on her neck, gently pulling her to him, "No, it feels so fucking good."

Hillary started to gyrate her hips, but she was doing it too slow that it was driving him insane.

"Baby, you're killing me," Bill pleaded, "Move fast...I can't stay long."

Hillary gave him what he needed. She moved her hips faster, building the momentum that he needed. She held to his shoulders to anchor herself. She continued with her rhythm until he felt his sac tightened. He would come soon he thought. He hoped Hillary would come first. As if she heard him, she reached in between their body and started to rub her nub. 

It was too much for him. Bill buried his face on her neck, his lips locking on her skin. He held himself while hoping she would come first. After a few more rolls of her hips, he felt Hillary's muscles tightened around him. She moaned low, bit her lips as an orgasm hit her. He watched her lose herself in pleasure. She continued to move her hips while he gripped them. He groaned at the delicious way she moved her body. He was so near.

"Come for me, Honey," She whispered, and he did. His face contorted from pleasure as he reached his climax. He made a guttural sound as his arms tightened around her while he poured himself inside her. 


After they made love, Hillary stayed awake while Bill slept. She watched him sleep then wondered about their future together. They would make a lot of sacrifices, more so on her part, but she was ready. She thought it no longer mattered because as long as they were together, she knew that they could endure it.

Hillary started to pack her things by two-thirty in the morning. She didn’t intend to wake Bill up but he woke up when she started to move around. 

“What time is it?” Bill asked, his voice hoarse. 

“It’s fifteen minutes to three.”

“You need help?” Bill asked. 

Hillary looked at him and smiled. She went to him and kissed his forehead. “Sleep, and recuperate.”

“Will your driver pick you up?”

She nodded. He reached for her hand. "I'll miss you."

"I'll miss you too."

“I’ll see you later?”

“Of course,” She said and touched his cheek. 


Hillary’s Office, Morning

Hillary called three of her closest staff: Mary, Jen, and Jason. She wanted them to be the first ones to know what she was planning before she announced it to her whole team. Besides, Tim could release the photos anytime soon. So she wanted them to be prepared ahead of time. 

She met them in the conference room near her office before they arrived, she called Bill earlier to know his condition.

"How are you?" She asked.

“I’m okay, I’ll be seeing my doctor later to prepare for my surgery. You?"

"I'm good. I'll be talking to my team soon."

"Good luck, let me know how it went."

She nodded, "I will." She turned her eyes to the door inside the conference room as the three started to arrive one by one.

“I’ll talk to you later, they are here,” She said before she ended the call.

She turned to her staff all looking confused about why they were there. 

“Thank you for being here,” Hillary started as they took their seat. 

“What’s up, Hill?” Jason asked. "This kind of ad-hoc meeting scares the shit out of me."

“There’s something I have to tell you,” Hillary said.

They all looked at one another before Hillary dropped the news. She thought if she would beat around the bush but then decided not to. “I’m seeing the President.”

“What?” Jen clarified. Mary said nothing.

“What do you mean seeing?” Jason asked.

She took a deep breath and said, “We’ve been going out for a couple of months now.”

“Jesus, Hillary…” Jason started, “Pat Donovan is right?” 

She nodded. 

“What?” Jen asked, stunned. She was so shocked by the news that all she could say was ‘What?’ If it wasn’t just a serious matter she would laugh at the shocked faces of Jen and Mary. Jason was obviously more concerned about the implication of her relationship. 

She took a deep breath and started to give more details about her relationship. “Our relationship started when we were in India.”

She watched as the emotion played on Jen’s face from shock to disappointment. Mary remained blank. Jason was just surprised.

“Even before India, we’ve been in contact… we’ve been calling each other every night. Our… our relationship developed from there.”

“Why are you telling us this now?” Jason asked. He looked as if he was preparing for the worst surprise. 

“Hear me out. We separated for a while but got back together just recently after what happened to him. I’m telling you this now because…” She hesitated, just looked at their faces. The three of them looked as if they were holding their breath, “because we no longer don’t want to keep the relationship a secret. Plus, I could be pregnant with his child.”

“Jesus...” Jason expressed, he ran his hand through his hair.

Jen rubbed her temple with her hand while Mary was left gaping at her.

“The thing is, Tim knows about my relationship with Bill and he has evidence. He might release the photos of us together, so I want you to know it first before the photos get released.”

There was a silence that followed after her announcement.

“I know what I said now is too much for you to take—”

“Damn well it is,” Jason said. He stood with his hands on his hips. 

“Are you sure that Tim would be releasing the photos?” He asked. 

She nodded. “Thomas will be talking to him today to discuss what would be the repercussion if he leaked the photos.”

He nodded.

“Is there anything else?” Jason asked. 

“I’m so sorry for keeping this from you guys. I didn’t want to share the information with anyone because I am not expecting for our relationship to last, but with what happened, it made us realize that we can’t stay away from each other.”

She didn't want to sound hopeless romantic but there was no other way for her to excuse themselves but to admit that they couldn't stay away from each other. The three remained silent so she continued.

“There would be a lot of things that would happen after this. Things might turn to the worst if Tim leaked the photos and the result of my pregnancy test.”

“What could be the worst?” Jen asked. 

They looked at Hillary.

“I may end up resigning as a Senator because Bill insisted for us to get married if I am carrying his child.”


“If not?”

“I’ll be resigning from my post as a Minority Leader and leave the party for obvious reasons.”

Jason held on to the backrest of the nearest chair feeling the gravity of the situation. Jen was quiet thinking about the problem ahead of them. She couldn’t imagine the circus that would follow if Tim released those photos and if Hillary was confirmed pregnant.

“Well, Hill, we are here for you,” Mary said firmly.

They all looked at Mary who was quiet earlier and just found her voice when they were still digesting the news.

Jason turned his head from Mary to Hillary and straightened up. Mary’s words were like water doused on their back - reminding them of the reason why they chose to work for Hillary.

“Yes, of course, we are here for you, Hill,” Jason said.

Jen nodded. “We’ll be ready.”

“Thanks, your loyalty means a lot to me. I hope that you could keep this secret in the meantime while we prepare how we would share this information to everyone.”

"Of course," Jason responded.


Later that afternoon, Thomas called Hillary to tell her of what happened to his discussion with Tim.

“I talked to Timothy and he practically said to shove our threat in our asses," Thomas said. He intended to deliver that statement with playfulness but Hillary seemed to have lost her sense of humor.

“We are in a losing position, Hill. We don’t have any evidence that he did what you claimed that he did. He said that you shouldn’t be afraid because he would only release the photos if you got back to Bill. He asked me if you are back with him.”

"What did you say?"

"I said nothing."

Hillary felt nauseated by the news. Tim had the upper hand in the situation. He would use the pictures to prevent her from returning to Bill.

“I am so surprised by Tim. I couldn’t believe that he is the same guy that I used to drink with. He is really crazy about you, so single-minded about you. The guy is a complete psycho.”

“What are you planning to do?” Hillary asked.

“What are you planning?” Thomas asked back. 

Hillary remained quiet thinking of her option as she started to pace inside her office, while she thought about her plan, Thomas added:

“I threatened him that we would sue him if he released the photos but that hardly scared him. He would fight us back. The only option that I could see is if we would relent to his wishes or prepare ourselves for war.”

Hillary bit her lip. She wouldn’t allow Tim to control her life. If he wanted a war he would have it. 

“Thomas, if he’s not going to relent, so are we. I wouldn’t let him control my life.”

Thomas chuckled, “That’s my girl. Best is we reach the White House to share this good news with them,” He said sarcastically.

She nodded. 

“Let’s do that tomorrow. I'll talk to Bill tonight after I talk to my parents."

Thomas whistled. “Good luck dealing with your father, Hill."