Fixer: A Bad Boy Romance Read Free

catch a taxi or Uber ride. His long legs made short work of the distance, and he relished the opportunity to check his reflection in some of the glass storefront windows he passed.
    Before ducking into the Capitol Lounge, he stopped at one of these reflecting windows, raising a hand to his hair. Of course, not a single dark strand was out of place. Barely out of his twenties, and getting more handsome by the day, Tanner grinned to himself. On the top of his obvious good looks, he was also at the top of his career, with half of the most powerful people in DC on his speed dial.
    Despite the sun sitting low in the sky, the heat still settled over the city like an oppressive wet blanket. Tanner grabbed the door to the Capitol Lounge and slipped inside before he could start sweating through his expensive suit.
    "Hey, Keegan! Over here!"
    The interior of the Capitol Lounge was decked out in dark wood, with a wood-paneled ceiling and a long bar running almost the entire length of the Nixon Room. The bar was only sparsely populated at the moment, although Tanner knew that it would fill up quickly as the sun dropped below the horizon and staffers across the city managed to escape from the watchful eyes of their bosses.
    At the bar, a lone man waved his slightly chubby hand in the air, as if Tanner could somehow miss spotting him. "Yo, Keegan!" he called out again.
    Tanner rolled his eyes as he crossed the interior of the Nixon Room, over to the bar. "Yes, Freddie, I see you. Everyone sees you. You don't need to shout."
    "I just wanted to make sure that I got your attention," Freddie pouted, as Tanner pulled out the stool beside him and took a seat. His pout turned to a smirk. "You know, since you walk around with your head up your ass most of the time."
    "Big words, coming from a guy who hasn't touched a girl since his mom stopped breastfeeding," Tanner fired back.
    "Not true! I also worked at a senior citizen's center for a year after college, doing IT work for them." Freddie's eyes grew misty as he gazed off into the distance. "Oh, Mrs. Constance, the way your bosom pressed against me whenever you tried to show me pictures of your grandchildren..."
    "You're disgusting," Tanner said, laughing as he socked Freddie in the arm.
    "Right back at you," his chubby drinking companion replied. "I'm just glad to see that you haven't dropped dead from one of the half dozen venereal diseases fighting for control of your body! Or is it up to a full dozen different strains, now?"
    "After last night? Probably closer to two dozen."
    Freddie's eyes went wide. "Okay, you need to tell me everything."
    "What, so you can live vicariously through me?"
    "Uh, duh." Freddie turned towards Tanner, spreading his arms wide. "I mean, look at the two of us! You're a... What's the term for your job, again?"
    "Lobbying specialist," Tanner supplied.
    "Fixer," Freddie said. "A high-powered Republican fixer, walking around in your fancy three thousand dollar suits-"
    "Five thousand."
    "-and flashing your exotic, overpriced watch that's worth enough to buy a car-"
    "Several cars, really."
    "-and with your perfectly sculpted Adonis body and white teeth and amazing hair and wads of money clogging up your pockets!" Freddie paused, frowning. "Okay, hold on. What was my point with all of this, again?"
    "I wish I could tell you," Tanner sighed. "Unfortunately, I'm as lost as you." He spotted the bartender, a young woman with dyed platinum hair and a generous expanse of cleavage on display. He gave her a wave, and received a dimpled smile in response.
    "Oh, now I remember," Freddie piped up after a moment of watching Tanner smile at the bartender. "My point is that I'm never going to pull as much tail as you, so I want to hear about your exploits so that I can have something to fill the void in my life."
    Tanner started to protest, but he knew that Freddie spoke the truth. Maybe if he flashed his last name - Vanderbilt, yes, like the old robber baron from the nineteenth