Free Cobalt by Shelley Grace

she’d nearly made it.
     
    William stood behind one of the French doors, waiting for Gillian to enter the room. In his mind, and many of his surrounding congressmen, she was a beautiful creature, and he wanted to get back on her good side. She was intelligent and an important part of his political team. In fact, William believed she was one of the main reasons he had been elected. William had been planning this evening all day, especially as Gillian had spoken to him, after the press conference. By speaking to him, Gillian had opened up the possibility for reconciliation, and William was definitely going to make the best of the opportunity.
     
    As she reached the centre of the room, Elvis’ version of  ‘Unchained Melodies’ began to play. She turned to face the source of the music. As she did so, the doors closed and William appeared from behind one of them, dressed in his navy satin lined bathrobe and matching pyjamas.  Obviously she was not going to get the early night she had planned, and obviously she was right about William wanting to seduce her into forgiving him. He smiled and walked towards her. She pouted.
     
         ‘May I have this dance, Madame?’ he said, holding out his arms for her to take.
     
         ‘If you must.’ She rolled her eyes at him. He always picked the strangest times, to get intimate. But then again, it wasn't very often he joined her before midnight. He was a very busy man whose schedule was only interrupted out of dire necessity. And obviously, in his mind, reconciling with her was a necessity. Gillian smiled. At least I’m still important to him, she decided. At that thought her anger began to dissolve.
     
         ‘Oh, don't sound so enthusiastic...’
     
         ‘No, really, I'd be delighted.’ She smiled at him. This time, she meant it.
     
         ‘That's better, now there's just one thing you have to know...’
     
         ‘And that would be?’
     
         ‘I have to warn you, when I dip, I dip low, and I dip often.’ With that he took her in his arms, and twirled her around the room. When William danced he really performed for the audience, even if there was no one to really see. He covered the whole floor, and partook in a number of fancy moves. Something that was not widely known about him, was that in high school, thinking that he could meet girls easily, he took up ballroom dancing. Those six months really paid off. He met girls, and now he didn't make a fool of himself, when it came to balls he attended as part of his job.
     
    As William got Gillian over the bed, he dipped her ninety degrees, and then dropped her onto her back, on the bed. He fell down beside her. It was Gillian's turn to lead. She rolled over, towards her husband, and went to kiss him.
     
         ‘Mum?’
     
         ‘Saved by the bell, Mr. President.’ she whispered.
     
         ‘Mum, will you come and tuck me in.?’ It was Rianna. She had been in bed for two hours, and chose now to want another kiss goodnight.
     
         ‘Ok sweetie, I'll be right there.’ Rianna left the room. Gillian looked at her husband once again. ‘Don't go anywhere, I'll be right back.’ He tried to kiss her. ‘Hold that thought.’ Gillian left the room, and went into her daughter's bedroom, two doors down the red carpeted hallway.
     
    Rianna was sitting in her bed waiting for her mother. Gillian sat down on the bed beside her. ‘What's wrong honey?’
     
         ‘Is dad in trouble?’
     
         ‘No baby, what would make you think that?’ She looked at her daughter, with concern. For someone who was only ten years old, she worried a lot.
     
         ‘Suzy said Dad got a nasty letter, blaming him for something’ Rianna said, yawning.
     
         ‘Nothing is going to happen. It's just some mean people, nothing else. Okay?’
     
         ‘Okay, goodnight.’
     
         ‘Goodnight, baby.’ Gillian kissed her daughter on the head, waited until