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* * * * * "Well we all fall in love / but we disregard the danger As they finished dinner in his suite, she asked him, "Where's Marjorie?" "She's not coming in until Wednesday. She's totally worn out from the campaign." He folded his napkin and put it back on the table. "I don't have to ask where your better half is." "No. He's up to his ass in speechwriters and policy analysts and strategists." "He really was born to do this," he said. "Ya think?" she responded, grinning. "I wonder if the electorate understands, though - you vote for one, but you get both of them." "They are inseparable. If I didn't know better I'd think there was something funny going on!" she laughed. "But they've been that close for years. Some mornings I can't remember which of them I'm married to." "If that's the case, then one of them is spending too much time away from you. You don't deserve to be shortchanged like that." He looked at her intensely. Squirming slightly, she stood and put her napkin down on the table. "I should go - they might be looking for me." He stood and walked over to her. "Right now, they couldn't care less where you are." Reaching out and putting his hands on her shoulders, he added, "Why don't you stay here?" Heart pounding, she tilted her chin up to receive his kiss. * * * * * TBC -- "Well, you go, girl!"
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