Brett reappeared with a plastic Barbie doll look-alike in nothing but a string bikini and smile.
/> Wonders never cease.
"This is Paris."
"Of course it is," I said under my breath. Beth elbowed me and held out her hand.
"Pleasure to meet you, Paris. I'm Beth."
Paris shook her hand, but passed Beth over as if she were a tiny little bug. Instead her eyes were glued to me and my naked chest. Of course they were. I'd be looking at me too if I had to date someone who used the same comb for his hair that he did his chest.
"Senator Jace Brevik?" A predatory smile made its presence known on her Botox-infused face.
I gave her points that she could still manage to move her mouth, let alone bust out a smile with all that swollen puffy skin.
"Yes. Yes, I am."
Brett laughed. "I knew you looked familiar! What are you doing here? Beth, holy shit, that's so cool you work for a senator?"
"Work?" Beth repeated. "What do you mean?"
"Well, you know." Brett waved her off. "You always were so smart. I just figured you were here to offer support to the senator and his wife or lover or whatever. Say, where's your significant other?" Brett looked around. "I would really love to meet her. Honestly, it would be an honor."
"My Brett's in politics too." Paris kissed Brett's neck and sighed. "He's the mayor of our town."
How nice. Brett thinks being a mayor means he's in politics. I should punch him in the balls and get it over with.
"Oh yeah?" Beth's lower lip trembled.
Why the hell did she look like she was going to cry?
"Yeah, Mayor of Bellingham, but I have aspirations for more." He puffed out his chest.
Bellingham, Washington? Right. Good for him. If he kept at it, he could run against me for president, said no person ever.
"Anyway, we won't take any more of your time, but if your better half or whatever shows up while we're all at the pool, it would be cool to do a photo op."
"Why not now?" I found myself saying.
"But your girlfriend—"
I should have stopped talking. Instead, words were coming out of my mouth without my permission, and my arm wrapped protectively around Beth's shoulders. "She's right here."
Paris's mouth dropped open, and Brett turned bright red. Take that, sucker.
To add insult to injury, Beth chose that exact moment to grab my face and kiss me so hard that my mouth almost went numb from pleasure. When she pulled back, I tried to kiss her again, but she laughed and hugged me instead. The Viagra was still in full effect, and my body didn't understand that this wasn't the most appropriate of times to attack her.
I shot a look to Brett that basically said, That's right, bastard. She's mine. Be an asshole elsewhere. We're full up here.
"Wow." Brett smirked. "I, uh, I wouldn't have guessed."
"Why not?" I said smoothly. "Beth's one of the leading chemists in the field of research and development for GreenCom, she graduated with honors from Yale, and has more schooling than both of you combined. I'd say it makes sense." I pinched her ass.
She stomped my foot.
"Besides, she's sexy as hell."
"Well." Brett cleared his throat. "I guess we should take that picture then?"