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This time the pang of jealousy nailed Devlyn right in her heart. "And did you?" she finally got out,
surprised that this would affect her so. She wasn t a jealous person, but perhaps when it came to Lauren,
all bets were off. "Run into each other?"
Lauren smiled wistfully, completely unaware of the look on her own face. "Nope. I graduated a month
later. And I was already dating Judd by that time. Unlike Wendell, however, Judd sucked at chemistry."
The President sighed and murmured, "He sucked at a lot of things."
Judd looked as though he wanted to blend into the background. Billy, Carter, and Wendell all looked
relaxed and happy. He couldn t understand how they could be enjoying this.
Billy made a comment about Lauren s talent for a particular sexual act, much to the dismay of the other
men, and Dev s face turned to stone. "I feel an audit coming on for you, big mouth. Hope you know a
good tax lawyer."
Gary Kramer got his note cards mixed up and decided to wing it as he spoke to Judd. "Ah, the
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illustrious Mr. Strayer."
Everyone in the President's bedroom winced, including Lauren. Judd had always hated that with a
passion.
"That's Radison," Judd ground out, his hands shaping into white-knuckled fists.
"Sorry," Gary continued blithely. "You, more than anyone, would know the answer to our question.
After all, you were married to the woman. Is Lauren truly a lesbian? Or is she simply using President
Marlowe for the power and prestige?"
Yeah, this is really prestigious, Lauren said, her face twisting into a sour expression. Especially at this
very moment.
"Maybe she likes men and women. Why don't you just ask Lauren?" Judd suggested reasonably, his
self-disgust leaking into his words. With every passing second he looked more and more like he wanted
to bolt from the studio.
The President of theUnited States eyes burned holes into her television.
Judd threw a loathing-filled glance at Wendell. For the record, there is no way she slept with you,
Wendell. So just give it up.
Thank you! Lauren shouted, throwing her hands in the air. Finally.
Gary tried to get a few more details out of Judd and grew angry when the architect refused to give up
anything juicy. Did Lauren like to be on top or on the bottom? he tried to toss in casually and catch
Judd off guard.
The audience went wild, hooting and screaming.
Judd just glared.
Don t you do it, Judd, Lauren warned as she bit the inside of her cheek. Not a word.
Top or bottom? Gary persisted. Top or bottom? He motioned the camera closer. Top or bottom?
Closer still the camera came and Judd began to sweat. Top or bottom?
Top! Judd screamed, unable to take the pressure for another second. There. Are you happy?
You spineless shit. Lauren sighed.
Carter s thick eyebrows pulled together. Not with me.
I would have thought she d be afraid that a Paul-fucking-Bunyon-ape like you would crush her, Judd
shouted, any semblance of calm flying out the window.
Carter jumped out of his seat and several large staff hands had to restrain him.
Gary smiled happily. After this break, we have a final, surprise guest and a vote from our panelists.
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All good things must eventually come to an end. Beth sat up and padded across the room to Lauren,
who was looking out the window. It really isn t so bad, Lauren, she whispered.
And if it were your sex life up for public discussion?
I wouldn t be handling it as well as you are, Beth said cheerfully. But it s not me. Thank God.
Lauren ran a nervous hand through wavy blonde hair. It s almost over, she said as much to herself as
Beth. I can take it.
Of course you can. Beth glanced over her shoulder and then back at Lauren, lowering her voice
further. Who is the special guest? Any idea?
Lauren nodded. Oh, yeah. They ve done a pretty good job at hunting down people. So I m expecting
they didn t miss Man No. 5 from my past.
Oooo, is this man worth all the mystery?
Lauren shrugged, hearing the music for the Gary Kramer Show begin again. You tell me. C mon. They
moved over to the bed and sat next to their respective mates. Lauren, burrowed into Dev s embrace,
letting out a deep breath. It s almost over, she told herself.
Welcome back, ladies and gentlemen. Over the host s shoulder Judd, with a stark white bandage
taped over his nose, was clearly visible. Before our last guest, we ve asked the men on stage to rate
their sexual experiences with the future First Lady on a scale from 1 to 5.
Jesus Christ! Lauren exploded. That s not fair!
Billy held up a card that proudly proclaimed a 4.
Carter flipped up his card and showed an 11. Again, everyone gaped at him, causing him to exclaim,
What? a little defensively.
David looked back over at Lauren. Are you sure I can t
David& Dev warned in a low voice.
Wendell held up a 3, and Billy hit Wendell over the head with his card.
Lauren rolled her eyes.
Judd turned his card over very slowly, looking as though he wanted to die. His read a 3.
Don t worry about him, Lauren. Beth snorted. You weren t getting any higher if he wanted to go
home to his current wife tonight.
Smart man, David pronounced knowingly.
The audience cheered and Gary Kramer eased back into the scene. And now for our final guest. A
man from the lovely country of Ireland .
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Lauren shook her head. How in the world did they find you, Alex?
A devastatingly handsome man in tight jeans, boots, and a faded denim shirt swaggered on stage. This
is a live television program, right? he asked in a thick brogue.
Yes.
Good. Because I just have two things to say. First off, Lauren, love, I hope you re sending me a
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