Capital Lies (Their First Lady Book 3) by Lucia Black

Author:Lucia Black [Black, Lucia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-05-02T16:00:00+00:00

“I don’t want to talk about it.” He disappeared into the closet.

“But I want to talk about it.”

When he came back into view, he was tying the sash of his black robe.

Cal picked up his empty glass, walked out of the bedroom, and I followed after him, though I wasn’t sure why.

He headed straight for the bar and then the need for a room change became very clear. He poured himself another bourbon. Just the slight hint of the scent of it turned my stomach. I clutched on to the highly polished edge of the marble bar.

“What can I get you?” he asked.

“An answer, to start with.

“Drop it, Tessa,” he said, putter the stopper in the decanter.

“I will not drop it, Cal. You’re keeping a secret. I want you to answer my question.”

He took a long swig of his drink. “I can’t,” he started, holding up a hand when I opened my mouth to protest. “I can’t tell you about Annabelle without Preston. It’s not entirely my secret to tell.”

“What about me?”

I jumped slightly when I heard his voice. I turned to see him standing in our living room holding a manilla file folder two inches thick, still in his suit from being at the White House.

“What are you doing here?” I asked.

“I needed to get some papers from Cal.” His blue eyes darted back and forth between the two of us, taking in the situation. “Am I interrupting something?”

“Tessa was just asking me about Annabelle.”

“Oh?” he said, coming to stand near me.

“Yes,” Cal said. “Specifically, about what Annabelle meant to me.”

Cal took another long sip of his drink and then set it back down on the counter to punctuate his point while Preston dropped his files.

We both bent down to pick them up at the same time, but my hands were shaking, and my thoughts were racing.

“Have a seat. We’ll get this,” Cal said, as he and Preston collected the papers.

When they were done, Cal sat next to me on the couch while Preston sat on the coffee table across from us. He put his folder aside and had an almost wistful expression on his face before they turned to each other and nodded.

“Will someone say something?” I asked, my nerves setting me on edge.

“Go ahead,” Cal said. “Tell her.”

He swallowed so hard the veins in his neck strained. “Cal, Annabelle, and I used to live together. We came to New York City together, the three of us. We had an apartment in the Village. Cal was working on furthering his political career. Knew he wanted to be mayor one day. Annabelle was working at this tiny private school, and I was reluctantly working on my own political advances.”

“Okay.” I realized I’d practically wrung my hands in knots and shook them loose. “That’s it? You three were really close. So what?”

Cal nodded. “It was more than just close.”

I grasped onto the edge of the couch cushions to steady myself. I had a feeling I knew what was coming, but that didn’t mean I was prepared for it.

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