Josh returned to his townhouse around ten a.m. He used the back way to avoid the press that had camped out on his door step.
His head was pounding from stress and the left over affects of the alcohol. Josh took off his jacket and collapsed onto the sofa leaving the lights off.
Josh closed his eyes. What a night. And having Leo come and bail him out of jail did not make the morning much better. The only thing Leo had said to him during the drive home had been to tell him that all charges had been dropped.
Josh sighed as he struggled to his feet and headed to the bathroom to take a few aspirin. He still had his job but only by the skin of his teeth. Leo had practically ordered him to keep a low profile. Work, home and White House functions only.
Josh gulped down two aspirins and thunked down the plastic cup. That was fine with him. If he never saw John Marbury again it'd be too soon. He hadn't heard from Donna at all and Josh could only assume she was furious with him.
Josh stared at his reflection. He really hadn't meant to get into a fight with Marbury. Josh hadn't even tracked the man down. It had been coincidence or fate that they were both at Gailieo's. All Josh had wanted to do was protect Donna.
He had failed miserably at that. She was still marrying Marbury and after last night's incident Donna would probably quit and get out of his life forever.
Josh couldn't blame her for that. Donna had put up with more in the last three years than any normal human being should.
Josh turned on the water and splashed his face with cold water. After drying his face Josh had made a decision. He might have lost Donna to Marbury but he'd be damned if he lost her completely. Donna's friendship was an important part of his life. He couldn't lose that no matter what.