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  1. Book Description
  2. About Kennedy Ryan
  3. Also from Kennedy Ryan
  4. Acknowledgments from the Author
  5. Book Description
  6. Dedication
  7. Prologue
  8. Part One
  9. Chapter One
  10. Chapter Two
  11. Chapter Three
  12. Chapter Four
  13. Chapter Five
  14. Chapter Six
  15. Chapter Seven
  16. Part Two
  17. Chapter Eight
  18. Chapter Nine
  19. Chapter Ten
  20. Chapter Eleven
  21. Chapter Twelve
  22. Chapter Thirteen
  23. Chapter Fourteen
  24. Chapter Fifteen
  25. Chapter Sixteen
  26. Chapter Seventeen
  27. Chapter Eighteen
  28. Chapter Nineteen
  29. Chapter Twenty
  30. Chapter Twenty-One
  31. Chapter Twenty-Two
  32. Chapter Twenty-Three
  33. Chapter Twenty-Four
  34. Chapter Twenty-Five
  35. Chapter Twenty-Six
  36. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  37. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  38. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  39. Chapter Thirty
  40. Chapter Thirty-One
  41. Chapter Thirty-Two
  42. Chapter Thirty-Three
  43. Chapter Thirty-Four
  44. Chapter Thirty-Five
  45. Chapter Thirty-Six
  46. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  47. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  48. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  49. Chapter Forty
  50. Chapter Forty-One
  51. Chapter Forty-Two
  52. Chapter Forty-Three
  53. Chapter Forty-Four
  54. Chapter Forty-Five
  55. Chapter Forty-Six
  56. Chapter Forty-Seven
  57. Chapter Forty-Eight
  58. Chapter Forty-Nine
  59. Epilogue
  60. Author’s Note
  61. An excerpt from The Kingmaker by Kennedy Ryan
  62. Discover 1001 Dark Nights Collection Seven
  63. Discover the World of 1001 Dark Nights
  64. Special Thanks

“I’m glad you did.” I pull her closer, wishing I could shield her from every threat to her happiness, her peace of mind. “We’ll face this together.”

She feels small nestled against me. The humanity of naked skin and shallow breaths reminds me the woman the world sees as so powerful is also vulnerable. The privilege of intimacy has shown me that, and I fall asleep dreaming of ways to keep her safe.

Chapter Forty-One

Chapter Forty-One

Kimba

I’m still in bed when my phone rings on the nightstand the next morning. Ezra’s humming in the bathroom. He’s such an early bird and is already up. I’ve been receiving notifications ever since the CNN spot from friends and colleagues congratulating me, but the number flashing across my screen is the only person I actually hoped to hear from.

“Congressman Ruiz,” I say, sitting up in bed, heart in my throat and phone to my ear. “Good morning.”

“Good morning, Kimba,” he says. “Hope I’m not calling too early.”

“There is no too early in this game. You know that, sir.”

“Good. Well, I wanted to call and tell you that was a brilliant audition the other night.”

I grin, but keep my voice even. “I’m sorry? Audition?”

“You were trying to prove what a valuable asset you’d be in the fight against Colson come November.”

“Is that what you think?” I ask, unable to keep the smile from my voice.

“That’s exactly what I think,” he chuckles. “It worked.”

I leap out of bed and allow myself a fist pump and a quick body roll before replying. “What exactly are you saying, sir?”

“I’m saying, let’s meet this week to talk about what it’ll take to win this great state of Georgia. You ready for that?”

“Oh, I stay ready.”

“That’s what I hear. Good work on Colson. Looking forward to winning with you and your team.”

Ezra walks in from the bathroom as I’m hanging up. “Everything okay?”

I practically skip across the room and throw my arms around his neck. “Ruiz just hired me.”

“Tru, that’s amazing.” His strong arms tighten around me, the perfect hold. “I’m so happy for you. Proud of you. You did it.”

“I haven’t done anything yet.” I pull back, laughing up into his face. “Colson won’t roll over and play dead.”

“Of course there’s a long road ahead, but we have to celebrate this. You saw the chance and you made the move.” He takes my face between his hands, looking at me intently, so much love in his dark blue eyes.