He poured her a glass of wine, whiskey for himself before joining her. Sitting next to her, he handed her the wine, and made a toast. “To many more times together.” He clicked his glass against hers, and tasted his drink. “My wife is out of town for the week. I’m afraid we haven’t been getting along too well lately.” He moved a little closer to her. “I like your style, Senator. I want to spend some time with you, if you know what I mean?”
Claire felt a rush of anger erupt inside her. She jumped up, spilling the wine over Clancy’s trousers. She set the glass down on a table, and glared at him. “What do you want, Senator?”
He stood and walked to her, he put his hands on her shoulders. “Come on, Claire. It’s obvious now, isn’t it? I only want what you’ve given so generously to other men.”
She stepped back in horror, shocked, not understanding. After regaining her composure, she said, “You are out of line, sir. I’ll forget this ever happened if you apologize and agree never to do this again.”
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