The Ambassador and Me: an unlikely love story (The Ambassador Trilogy Book 1) Read Free

this is going to be a new and exciting experience for me.” I gulped the last sip of my champagne as I held on the glass as if it was anchoring me to the floor.
    I started to babble. Some was from the champagne and the rest was because of my nerves.
    “I love politics and was raised in the restaurant filled with politicians, so it was inevitable that I would follow a political career or stay in the restaurant business.”
    “Yes, a graduate of Georgetown University, second in your class, summa cum laude, with a degree in political science, and a minor in women’s studies. You should fit in well.”
    I stared, shocked he knew all of that. He must have noticed my surprise.
    “I had to sign off on the new hires and I read your resume. Now that I’m an official D.C. resident, I must eat at your family’s restaurant.”
    “I...” I was at a loss for words. I was still reeling from his knowledge of my academic stats.
    He walked closer to me so that no one could hear us talk. The heat radiated off his body.
    “Did you bring a date, Isabella? I didn’t see you come here tonight with anyone.” He whispered in my ear. His lips touched my ear ever so slightly sending yet another chill through my body. My thighs tingled and I became achy.
    “What? No. What does this have to do with anything?” I was flustered and out of sorts.
    He didn’t answer, just smiled at me and handed me another glass of champagne from the waiter.
    Quickly, I swallowed the third glass.
    It was then that a couple came up to him and began speaking French, and it was a good time to slip away. I was too nervous to hang around. My heart beat in my head and I noticed I began sweating profusely. I looked at him one more time and he winked and nodded.
    I ducked away and put my champagne glass on a waiter’s tray. The place was wall-to-wall people laughing, talking in different languages, and eating. Air was what I craved. The best place was outside away from the commotion. A boyfriend or date was not something I cared to bring up. The thought of Anthony made me sick. Remembering what happened would cause me to have a slight panic attack on top of meeting the sexiest man I have ever seen.
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    I crossed the ornate foyer before I stopped to say goodbye to several people I recognized from the restaurant. After a couple of responses and air kisses, I looked back, and he was staring at me. Not staring, he was transfixed. I swallowed thinking how his hand felt when it touched mine, how hot he made me, and how badly I needed to get off before the night was over. In two days I was going to be working with him. How would I be able to conduct myself professionally so close in proximity to him? Honestly, I needed to think about this. More guests arrived and left in a sea of black limousines and blacked-out SUV’s. I fished in my purse for my cell phone as I handed the valet my ticket to call my driver.
    “Avery? Are you home?”
    “Yeah, why?
    “I met the Attaché and the new Ambassador.”
    “Okay. Wasn’t that the point of going tonight?” I heard her yawn into the phone.
    “He’s the sexiest man I have ever seen. No joke.”
    “The Attaché? I didn’t think he was that cute. A little short and, what, about eighty years old? If you like that, hey, who am I to judge?”
    “Not the Attaché, the Ambassador! Avery, he is the hottest man I have ever seen.”
    “You said that about Anthony once and look how that turned out.” I ignored her.
    “Something happened.” I tried to keep walking away from people and whisper. I didn’t want anyone hearing my conversation.
    “You can’t say that and leave me hanging here. Did he hit on you?”
    “I don’t know what it was. Are you going to be home because I need to talk to you?”
    “Of course. I am now.”
    “Don’t stay home because of me. If you had plans go do them.” I wanted to get out of there as fast as I could. I was tired and confused and in need of something sexual to tame this fire