Page 48 of An Impossible Love
Chapter Twenty-One
Lucas stared at Emmy for a moment, his face registering incomprehension. Then he grinned. “Very funny, Em. You got me there.”
Emmy said nothing, her expression unchanging, and slowly, Lucas began to realize she wasn’t joking. His eyes bugged, and his jaw actually dropped. “You are fuckingkiddingme?”
“No.”
“What the fuck?Emmy…” He was obviously struggling to find the words, and Emmy braced herself for Lucas to lose his shit. She deserved it after all.
Lucas sat down heavily in his chair. “Sit down, Agent Sati.”
Emmy sat and waited, her hands clasped together to stop them shaking. Lucas studied her.
“Now… God, I don’t even know where to begin. You’re telling me that you are in a sexual relationship with President Orin Bennett?”
“Yes, sir.”
“How long?”
“A month, sir.”
Lucas leaned back. “And you were both willing participants in this?”
“Yes, sir.”
Lucas rubbed his forehead, trying to process what Emmy was telling him. “How often? Ugh, I hate having to ask that.”
“Most nights, sir. At Camp David and at the White House.”
“Were you on duty at the time?”
“No, sir, I was not.”
“Well, that’s something.” Lucas shook his head at her. “Emmy, what the hell were you thinking? Have you feelings for Orin Bennett?”
“Yes, sir, I do.”
“And he for you?”
“You would have to ask him, but he’s indicated that—”
“Okay, okay.” Lucas sighed. “Emmy… you realize the gravity of this situation?”
“I do, Lucas, that’s why I came to you.”
“Afterthe fact.”
Emmy felt her face burn. “Yes, sir.”
Lucas got up and stared out the window for the longest time, and Emmy waited. She hated that she had disappointed him, her mentor and friend as well as her boss.
Finally, Lucas spoke. “I don’t accept.”
“Pardon me, sir?” Emmy was confused.
“Your resignation. I don’t accept it. You’ll be transferred. Obviously, your commitment to protecting the President is compromised, but I can’t afford to lose one of my best agents for the sake of a few one-night stands. Even if itwaswith the President of the United States.”
Emmy’s fingernails were digging into her palms, and she felt a trickle of sweat trailing down her spine. “Lucas, I want you to know… I never meant for this to happen. I fought it for the longest time.”
