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deal.   I was as proud as they were.   But then I tossed that aside to go into the
bookstore business.   Something I thought
I would love.   Now I can’t even do that
right.”   She covered her mouth as the
tears returned.   Dutch
quickly left his seat and moved over to her.   He sat beside her and pulled her into his
arms.
    “It’s okay,”
he said, holding her.  
    It felt
heady for her to feel his arms around her again.   But she thought about her condition, about
what sorry state her life was in, and the tears returned.
    “I thought I
had it all figured out,” she said again.   “Now I’m so broke I have to move in with my own daughter.”
    “Sam, it’s
okay,” Dutch said as her sobbing increased.
    “I’ll have
to try and get a job at a hospital, to help pay off the creditors, but there’s
no guarantee they’ll hold off that long.”   She shook her head.   “How could I
get myself in this position?   I feel like
such a failure!”  
    The idea of
a strong woman like Sam this beaten down shook Dutch too.   And he pulled her closer.   “It’s okay.”
    “I should
have gotten out when I realized it wasn’t working.   But I was so stubborn. I was going to make it
work.   No matter what.   Now look at me.”
    “Sam, it’s
okay.   I’ll take care of it.   All of it.   Don’t worry.”
    Sam at first
was sure she didn’t hear him right.   He’d
take care of all of it?   The most she had
hoped for was a small loan to keep her largest creditors temporarily at bay,
until she could get back on her feet.
    She looked
at him.   “I can’t ask you---”
    “You aren’t
asking me.   I’m telling you that I’ll
take care of it.”
    Sam stared
at Dutch.   She once had a chance with
him.   And they were equals then.
    “Thank-you,”
she said, and moved back into his arms.
    Yes, she
thought, as she closed her eyes.   She
didn’t have to play any seduction games whatsoever.   All she had to do was keep Jade close at
hand, keep little Jade under her thumb, and Dutch would automatically follow.

 
     

 
 
    CHAPTER THREE

 
    Dutch
stepped out of the helicopter, saluted the Marine on duty, and made his way in
a lumbering gait across the south lawn of the White House.   It was nearly one in the morning, he was dead
on his feet, and he felt, in an odd way, very lonely.   Jade and Christian left Helsinki after the
reception yesterday, taking a relieved Sam with them, but he was forced to stay
and attend more emergency meetings that netted a big fat zero in terms of
results.   Which meant the media was going
to have a field day with his lack of success.   Europe’s economic woes were of their own making, but the American press
was sure to blame their American president.   Now he was back in DC, back at the White House, and missing Gina
terribly.  
    As he made
his way through the doors of the South Portico, saluting the Marine guarding
the door, he knew Gina would be fast asleep this time of morning.   She always tried to hang, he thought
amusingly as he walked along the corridor, but she never could.   Not that it mattered. He missed her so much
he knew he was going to wake her up regardless.
    He made his
way upstairs to the quiet Residence, stopping in the Nursery first to eyeball a
sleeping Little Walt.   The Nanny on duty
stood to her feet, but Dutch motioned her back down.   Then he reached over the bed and kissed his
young son on the forehead.   Walt seemed
to smile unconsciously at just the smell of his father’s nearness.   It warmed Dutch’s heart just watching his
reaction.   Then he kissed him on the
forehead again, and headed for the presidential suite.
    He was
right: Gina was fast asleep.   But she was
lying across the bed in clothes, a short skirt and a belly-button length blouse, as if she had tried with all she had to stay awake
for his arrival.   He just stood there,
his hands in his pants pockets, his expensive suit now rumpled, watching her.   He