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Sex: There is a loving and sexual relationship in this story, so if it offends you or you are underage, then the door is that way.
Author's Note: This is the final installment of my story. Writing this has been such a great experience. I am both excited and sad about finishing. These characters are such a part of me, so who knows, they may come out from time to time in a sequel, prequel, or spin-off series. I have another novel that I am nearly done with and will put out when it is finished. I also have two or three other short stories in my head that I am going to start. So be on the lookout. :) Many of the words of the letter Jordan writes are not mine. They are lyrics from the song "Wherever You May Be." by Alan Darby and Gavin Hodgson. "She's Got A Way" was written by Billy Joel. "Someone to Watch Over Me" was written by George and Ira Gershwin.
Acknowledgements: Jules, thank you for being a wonderful friend and an excellent beta-reader. I am so glad you wrote to me. You are the Woodstock to my Snoopy. Sam, your support and friendship are so important to me, thank you as always.
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Sunday, November 1
Exhausted after a final day of flood cleanup, Jordan and Cynthia crawled into bed. Just as they were about to fall asleep, Jordan's phone rang. Cynthia and Jordan both began to get up. Jordan put her hand on Cynthia's arm.
Sleepily she said, "It's ok honey. I'll get it." She answered the phone. "Hello."
"Jordan, it's Amber."
Jordan was suddenly very awake. The wife of her political opponent was on the other end. She walked out of the bedroom and shut the door.
"Amber, what are you doing calling me?"
With a hint of desperation in her voice, Amber said. "I need to see you now."
Jordan was stunned. "Have you been drinking?"
"No Jordan. I'm perfectly sober. I need to see you. It's important. Can you meet me and come alone?"
"Hell no. You're my opponent's wife. Why would I trust you?"
Amber urged the candidate. "Please Jordan. I've left Kris. He doesn't know yet. He's in Dallas. Please, if I ever meant anything to you, you'll come. There are some things you need to know about Kris. I'm leaving town tonight. He doesn't know yet."
Jordan was torn between the desperation in her former girlfriend's voice and the voice of reason. "Are you alright? Where are you?"
"I'm fine. I'm about twenty minutes from the cabin. Does your family still own it?"
"Yes. Meet me there. The key is still in the same hiding spot. I must be nuts, but I'm on my way."
Relieved Amber spoke. "Thank you. I'll be waiting."
Jordan went back into her bedroom to dress. Sleepily, Cynthia asked, "Who was that?"
Jordan kissed her on the head. "It was just my mother. They've got an emergency plumbing problem. I'm going over there to help them out."
"Do you want me to go with you?"
"No darlin'. We've got to leave very early tomorrow. You need some rest. I'll be home before you know it." She knew she was lying and felt guilty. She finished putting on her shoes and leaned over to kiss her lover softly. "I love you Cyn." Cynthia was already sleeping.
Jordan drove for an hour, coming to the cabin. Amber's car was outside and a light was on inside the house. Jordan walked up to the door, thinking, 'I hope I'm not making a mistake.' She took a deep breath and opened the door. Amber was sitting on the couch. She stood up when she saw Jordan.
She walked towards Jordan. "Hi. Thank you for coming."
Jordan looked at her cautiously. "What's this about?"
Amber motioned to the couch. "Please sit down Jordan. There's a lot to tell you."
Jordan sat down. "Ok, I'm sitting. Now talk."
Amber paced as she spoke. "I know you have no reason to trust me after all these years. I don't blame you, considering who my husband is." She picked up a thick folder that was sitting on the end table and held it out towards Jordan. "Here, this tells everything. He is a crook and has been misrepresenting funds to his stockholders and the SEC. He's been laundering money for South American drug lords. He's been violating campaign finance laws, bribing judges, and he paid for someone to tamper with your plane. He wanted you dead."
Jordan was shocked. "What?"
Amber pointed to the folder. "Look in there. I've been collecting this file for the last few months, ever since I overheard him talking about what he did to you, getting that information on you and lying about what you did. Then, I found out how he had your plane tampered with. I've forwarded copies of this file to the police and the press. The story will break tomorrow morning and I suspect he'll be arrested and put away for a long time."
Jordan looked through the folder at the written proof of her opponent's crimes. "Oh my God, I can't believe this. That son of a bitch tried to kill my cousin and me. I knew he was slime, but.."
Amber finished her sentence. "You have no idea."
Confused, Jordan asked. "Why did you stay with him then?"
Amber shook her head. "I don't know. I never loved him, but I liked the lifestyle. I drank to keep myself numb. I couldn't take it anymore, so while he was gone, I left. He has no idea yet."
Reeling from the information she just received, she looked up at Amber. "Why are you doing this for me?"
Amber kneeled in front of Jordan. "Because I never stopped loving you. I made the wrong choice when I left you for him. That's why he hates you so much. He knows you're the one I love. I have felt horrible all these years. I want to make it up to you, so I am doing this. "
Jordan shook her head. "If you never loved him, then why did you leave me for him?"
"His family was rich and I knew he would be too. I wanted what he could give me, and I didn't want to be a lesbian. I was afraid. I was angry about your plans to join the Peace Corps, leaving me behind."
Jordan was still trying to comprehend all the events of that night. "So you left him. What are you going to do now?"
"I don't know. I've been setting money aside for some time now. I'll be fine until I figure out what I'm going to do. I'm going to disappear for a while."
Jordan looked at Amber, aware of what she had risked and gave up, and pulled her old lover into her arms. "I can't thank you enough sweetheart. This is my dream and you're giving it to me."
Amber pulled back, their foreheads touching. "I know. It's been so long since we've been here together, holding one another like this."
Jordan smiled, remembering fondly. "Yes it has. We had some great times here when we were in college."
"Did we ever. We made love for the first time here. I haven't forgotten. I still dream about you." She touched Jordan's face and began to move her lips closer to Jordan. Jordan placed her finger on Amber's mouth. She smiled and kissed Amber on the forehead and put distance between them.
"Yes it was wonderful and beautiful. But, that was a long time ago. Things have changed." Jordan stood up. "Do you need anything?"
Amber shook her head. "No, I'm going to take care of myself for once."
"Let me know where you end up and that you're ok. Feel free to stay the night here. Just lock up and put the key back when you leave."
"I think I will. Thanks." Sadly, she held her hand out to Jordan. "Congratulations Senator."
Jordan couldn't help but smile. She took Amber's hand between her own. "Thank you for everything Amber. This really took a lot of guts to do what you're doing and I'm proud of you. If you ever need anything, you can always count on me. You're still very special to me, after all this time. You were the first woman I ever truly cared for."
Amber nodded and Jordan placed her lips against her former lover's hand. Jordan walked out the door, and drove back to her partner.
Jordan walked into the house and into her bedroom. Cynthia was peacefully asleep in their bed. She smiled and walked over to Cynthia, kneeling next to the bed.
"Cynthia baby. Wake up." She roused her gently.
Cynthia rubbed her eyes. "Hi. Is everything ok at your Mom's?"
"I didn't go to my mother's. I lied. I need to talk to you."
Cynthia sat up. "What do you mean you lied to me?"
Jordan handed her the file and turned on the lamp. "Read this."
Cynthia allowed her eyes to adjust to the light and began to skim the pages. "Oh my God! That bastard! He tried to have you killed. Where did you get this?"
"Amber Benson. That was who called earlier. I was with her at the cabin."
Confused, Cynthia asked again. "What was that?"
"Amber called me and said that she had information for me. She asked me to meet her alone. She left Kris."
Miffed, Cynthia said. "Ok, good for her. But, why would she call you? And why did
you lie to me?"
Jordan held Cynthia's hand. "She said she never stopped loving me and feels bad about the things he's done. I lied because I knew you wouldn't let me go alone."
"You're right. How do you feel about her?"
"She will always be special to me, but you are the one I love."
Cynthia smiled. "I love you too."
"She said she sent this out to the press and the police, so I am guessing things are about to blow up tomorrow."
Cynthia looked at her excited. "Do you know what this means?"
Jordan nodded. "It means, that I am a U.S. Senator."
Cynthia grinning, agreed. "Yes it does."
Jordan kissed her deeply, their tongues engages in a moist, slow dance. Cynthia dropped the file onto the floor as the kiss grew in intensity. Jordan hungrily caressed her lover's scantily clad body. Jordan placed her lips on Cynthia's neck, tasting, lightly nibbling on the warm skin. Cynthia became lost in the sensations.
She whispered with passion, "It's been so long. I need you so much."
Jordan moaned in between kisses. "You are so beautiful."
Jordan took off her shirt, her lips never leaving Cynthia's. Jordan took off her bra and moved on top of her lover. Cynthia held onto her tightly, opening her legs, making space for Jordan to fit into her form. Jordan's kisses began to move lower as she moved down the front of Cynthia's tank top. She put her head underneath the thin garment, placing soft kisses on the warm skin. Cynthia moaned her pleasure as Jordan lifted her shirt as she moved up her body. She sucked on Cynthia's breasts greedily. She lifted the shirt over Cynthia's head and kissed her deeply. Jordan stopped for a moment, her face just inches away, their breath mingling, looking into one another's eyes. Heat rising off their bodies, Jordan whispered, "Baby, you're the only one for me, for the rest of my life."
Tears slipped down Cynthia's cheeks. "I want you to take me. I want to be full of you."
Cynthia's words immediately resulted in a pool of wetness collecting in Jordan's panties. She stood up, the loss of contact almost painful. She stood next to the bed, and pulled off her jeans and underwear. She opened the nightstand drawer and took out the black harness and phallus. Cynthia watched her, filled with desire. Jordan moved everything into place and got on her knees between Cynthia's legs. Never breaking eye contact, she pulled down Cynthia's panties. Cynthia pulled Jordan into her. Jordan entered Cynthia gently and the blonde gasped. The women held one another tightly as Jordan rocked against Cynthia, thrusting slowly in and out.
Cynthia threw her head back in ecstasy, moving her hips in rhythm with Jordan. "Jordan..oh God...more...need more..." Jordan began to thrust deeper and harder, the base of the phallus rubbing her in just the right spaces. She moved faster and harder, a light sheen of sweat covering them both. Cries of passion filled the empty room, their pleasure rising together. Jordan could tell from Cynthia's writhing and ragged breathing, that her climax was close. The orgasm ripped through Cynthia's body, causing Jordan to fall over the edge as well. Both women calling out to one another as the waves passed through them, sending them out of their bodies for a few perfect moments. Panting Jordan began to slow her movements. She began to pull out and Cynthia held onto her. "No. I need you to stay where you are. " Cynthia turned them onto their sides, facing one another, her legs wrapped around Jordan, holding her inside. Jordan stroked her hair. "That was marvelous. Sometimes I find it hard to believe that after all this time, it could still be so good between us. But, things just get better and better with you darlin'. With everything that's going on, and has gone on, this is all that matters; you and me, right here and right now. This is the most important thing in the world."
Cynthia leaned in to press her lips against Jordan's. "I love you Jordan. I'm so proud of you and the person you are; the way you've handled yourself and how you're working hard to get past your demons. You are the most amazing woman I've ever met."
Jordan smiled. "Baby, you're the one who puts up with me. That's pretty damn amazing to me. A lesser person would have been gone long ago and not come back. I couldn't do this without you. I love you more than I can ever express."
After several more minutes, Cynthia began to fall asleep, Jordan withdrew the phallus and removed the harness. She held Cynthia as the smaller woman slept against her. She breathed in the love of the woman in her arms. Suddenly everything in her life became so clear. She was going to have everything she ever wanted. Cynthia was what she wanted more than anything. She eased out of Cynthia's arms and kissed her on the forehead. She put on her t-shirt and pajama bottoms and walked into her office. She removed a picture from the wall and turned the knob on the safe, opening the door. She pulled out a small velvet box and sat at her desk. She opened the box to reveal her grandmother's engagement ring. It was gold, with a silver heart and a small diamond in the middle. She smiled as she fingered the ring, remembering when her grandmother gave it to her. Jordan's grandfather gave it to her grandmother in 1933. She had waited sixteen years and now she knew it was time to give it to Cynthia.
Jordan took the wedding ring off her neck and off her finger. She pulled an envelope and piece of stationary off her desk. She began to write to Maria.
'As simple as breathing, I picture your face all tangled in daydreams and shielded with grace. I feel you beside me again. Wherever you may be, lift up your head for me. There's somewhere in my heart, only for you. If I must do without, I'll let these thoughts fly out across the emptiness from me to you. As certain as sunrise, your image unwinds. You're clearer than crystal. You fill up my mind. I will love you for the rest of my life. I am putting you aside, but you will always be in my heart. I'm ready to let go, after all these years. Watch over me, as I know you always have. Watch over her too, she needs all the help she can get to deal with me. I'll love you forever.
She folded the letter and placed it and the rings in the envelope and sealed it. She kissed it and put it in the safe, putting her past away. She sat and stared at the engagement ring in her hand, figuring out how she was going to propose and what kind of wedding she wanted to give Cynthia.
Monday November 2
She sat smiling in her chair for what must have been hours, because Jordan noticed the sun coming up. There was a knock at the front door. Jordan opened the door and Laura walked in.
"Jordan have you seen the paper? Have you been watching TV?"
Jordan shook her head. "No, I haven't. We're leaving in a couple of hours, I was about to take a shower."
"You should hear what the press is saying about Benson." She showed Jordan the paper. The headline read, 'LOCAL SENATE CANDIDATE UNDER INVESTIGATION FOR ATTEMPTED MURDER.'
Jordan looked at the paper, she walked into the bedroom to retrieve the file. She brought the file into the living room and handed it to Laura. "Look at this."
Laura took the folder, opened it and began reading. After several moments she turned to Jordan. Stunned, she asked, "Where'd you get this?"
"You're not going to believe this. Amber called me last night and I met her at the cabin. She's left him and is going off somewhere on her own. She sent this same file to the press and the police. She said she did it because she still loves me."
Laura just shook her head. "Wow. This is just so astounding."
Laura walked over and turned on the TV. The morning anchors talked about the story. Kris Benson was being put into a police car in handcuffs. Reporters were trying to question him as he hid his face from the cameras.
"In a surprising turn of events, Senate candidate Kris Benson was arrested in a Dallas hotel this morning. An anonymous source provided the police department and local news organizations with documents that show the candidate laundered drug money, lied to his stockholders and the SEC, bribed judges, and attempted to kill his opponent Jordan O'Connor by having her plane tampered with. Mr. Benson has not commented at this time. Last May, Ms. O'Connor and her cousin were lost in Ft. Hood after their small private plane went down. Ms. O'Connor has been unavailable for comment at this time. She is scheduled to make a number of appearances throughout the state during the last twenty-four hours of the campaign. This certainly is a surprising turn of events for this campaign. Last month, Mr. Benson was calling for Ms. O'Connor's concession when he accused her of murder. Those charges were later proved to be false by Ms. O'Connor's campaign. We will have more on this breaking news story as it is revealed."
Jordan and Laura looked at one another and started laughing, hard; so hard that Jordan fell on the couch, holding her stomach. The noise woke Cynthia who walked out of the bathroom. "What's going on?"
Jordan got up and looked at Cynthia. "Kris has just been arrested."
Cynthia jumped into Jordan's arms. "Oh my God."
Jordan swung her around in a circle. "He's done. I can't imagine him staying in the race."
Excited, Laura looked at Jordan. "So what do you want to do with this last day Senator?"
Jordan grinned. "Let's keep to the schedule. We have to leave in a couple of hours, so let's get going. They haven't declared me the winner yet. I'll have to make a statement, but we need to get dressed. We'll see you at the headquarters in an hour."
Laura nodded happily. "See you in a bit. Don't talk to anyone yet though, ok?"
Jordan saluted. "Yes ma'am."
Jordan and Cynthia hurriedly showered and dressed. Jordan was going over in her head what she would say to the press and what she would say to Cynthia's father tonight when she asked for his daughter's hand.
When they reached the campaign headquarters, it was a little after seven and there were a number of reporters waiting for her.
A reporter yelled out. "Ms. O'Connor, how do you feel about the arrest of your opponent and the alleged assassination attempt?"
Jordan held back what she really wanted to say in order to be diplomatic. "I am greatly troubled by these events. I would have thought in this country, in this day and age, we would be above things like this. I have not heard enough about the events yet to really make a firm judgment. I would like to remind everyone that in this great country of ours, everyone is presumed innocent."
A second journalist asked. "Have you spoken to the police?"
Jordan shook her head. "Not yet, but I imagine its just a matter of time."
"So what is your next move now that you are all of assured the election?"
Jordan held up her hand as if to slow the reporter down. "Let's not jump the gun here. I don't want to comment on that until its official tomorrow night. I've been off the campaign trail for the last couple of weeks. I planned on spending the rest of the campaign meeting and speaking with the people of this state and that's just what I'm going to do."
Jordan waved and walked into the office. The volunteers and staff cheered. The buzz around the office was about Benson's arrest and expected withdrawal. Jordan prepared to leave on the campaign bus for her last trip around the state. Just before she left, she spoke to the group.
"This is an exciting day. This is our first day back since the flooding and our last full day of campaigning. And we're all excited about the new developments and what they could possibly mean for us. But it isn't over until tomorrow night. I'm glad to see everyone back. We're a family and we've stuck together through thick and thin. I am proud to have y'all as part of my team. The way everyone worked together was just outstanding. Let's keep it up. And tomorrow night, we party. Oh and since I won't see y'all until tomorrow afternoon, be sure and vote ok?" The group laughed and Jordan left to get on the bus.
The group had their laptops, phones, and televisions going to keep up with the new developments with Kris Benson. CNN and TXCN and MSNBC were replaying scenes of Benson being led to the police car in handcuffs. Jordan and the crew cracked up laughing each time. Benson still hadn't conceded the race. They stopped in Austin, where a huge crowd waited for Jordan on the UT campus. She stepped off the bus and the cheers washed over her. She walked up to the stairs holding Cynthia's hand, pulling her up onto the stage, and waving to the crowd. Chris stood at the microphone.
He introduced his mother. "Thank y'all for coming. It's an honor to introduce our speaker today. Jordan O'Connor has spent the majority of her life working to improve the lives of people around the world. She's fought for those who couldn't fight for themselves and has been the voice for those who couldn't speak for themselves. Recently, she suspended her campaign and refused campaign donations to help those affected by the floods. She is also my mother and the next U.S. Senator to represent Texas. Let's give a hook 'em horns welcome to my mother and Texas Ex, Jordan O'Connor." The crowd cheered wildly and Jordan walked up to her son and hugged him tightly.
She stepped up to the microphone. "He's something ain't he?" Laughing, she looked at her son, who just shook his head. "I'd also like to thank y'all for coming. It's so amazing to see so many wonderful young people taking charge of their futures. Your future is in your hands. Your political activity will help determine the benefits you will receive in your careers, possibly the salaries you earn, the taxes you pay. Your future and your country are shaped by what you are doing today and I applaud you. I also implore you to be involved not just with yourselves, but the world around you. You have the power to change this world, to make a difference. Use it. Don't let anyone ever tell you that you don't matter. You can change the world by simply spending one afternoon a week with an at-risk teen. It acts as a ripple effect and before you know it, your one afternoon a week has changed the lives of countless people. So I am challenging every one of you here today to take charge of your future, take charge of your government, vote, and change the world." The students erupted in applause.
Jordan walked off the stage and shook hands and greeted more people than she could count as James watched over her protectively as always. Reporters questioned her again regarding her feelings about the new campaign developments. She gave the same answers; that she was troubled by the developments but was reserving her comments about the election until the situation was clearer.
The bus moved on and Jordan stopped at nearly every town along the way. Jordan knew with every mile, she was getting closer to Cynthia's father and the question she needed to ask him. Her grandmother's ring burned a hole in her pocket, making her smile. Early that afternoon, a breaking news announcement came over the networks.
The anchorwoman spoke. "We have just received notice that Senate candidate Kris Benson is ready to make a statement. We join Jesse Contreras at the courthouse, where Mr. Benson is preparing to give a press conference."
The camera showed the young reporter at the scene. "We are here at the Bexar County Courthouse where Kris Benson is awaiting his bail hearing. He is expected to arrive in minutes to make a statement regarding the charges being made against him, including an attempted murder charge. He is also charged with bribery of an elected official, money laundering, falsifying financial documents, and fraud. Apparently, the same file was sent to all the local television stations, the Express-News, and the police. The file has been forwarded to the FBI for possible federal charges. Mr. Benson was arrested in his hotel this morning and brought back to San Antonio, where he was processed."
Benson, his campaign manager, and his attorney's stepped over to where the reporters were gathered. "First of all, I'd like to proclaim my innocence in this matter. Any wrong that was done by my associates was committed without my consent. I had no knowledge of these acts that took place. I do want to extend my apologies to my opponent, Jordan O'Connor. I did not participate in the plot to tamper with her plane. I am going to be too busy focusing on my defense to take office if elected. Proving my innocence is going to be taking up much of my resources and time. Therefore, I am withdrawing my name from the race. I apologize to my supporters, friends, and family members who have worked so hard to help me win the election. There is simply no way I can move into a new position and concentrate on my defense. With great regret and with great sorrow, I concede to Ms. O'Connor. I wish her luck in the office. She has been a formidable opponent."
Kris waved and walked away, not answering any questions.
Phones started ringing, Jordan began jumping up and down with Cynthia in her arms. Sammi pulled the rowdy bus over to the side of the road. Jordan kissed Cynthia deeply. "It's over Cyn. We won. We did it."
Cynthia smiled elatedly. "Yes we did. Oh I'm so proud of you." The women began to lose themselves in their kisses.
The entire group of fifteen people stopped to applaud the couple, who suddenly stopped and giggled, blushing in embarrassment. Cynthia buried her face in Jordan's shoulder. Laughing, Jordan said, "Get this bus on the road, we've got a tight schedule to keep. I have two appearances this afternoon and the fundraiser tonight for the flood victims and quit gawking." Smiling, she held Cynthia close.
The bus began moving again and Jordan began taking phone calls and giving her comments on Benson's withdrawal. Every time she walked off the bus, she was swarmed with media, shoving microphones and cameras in her face. She repeated the same lines. " I am distressed at the possibility that my opponent tried to have me killed. However, Mr. Benson is innocent until proven guilty. As far as his withdrawal is concerned, I think it was a wise decision. He has a long road ahead of him if he's going to prove his innocence. I can see how that would interfere with his job as a Senator. The results are not official, so I will reserve my other comments until then. Thank you." She smiled and waved as she was ushered into the Jewish Center where she was speaking to a group.
That evening she was speaking at a dinner at the Magnolia hotel in Downtown Dallas that was originally scheduled to be a political fundraiser. Jordan was no longer taking political donations, so the money raised would go to the flood relief in Central Texas. Cynthia's father, sister, and brother-in-law were going to be at the dinner. Jordan was nervous but it had nothing to do with the speech. She was terrified of facing her lover's father. As they were changing in their room, Cynthia looked at Jordan curiously.
Noticing her lover's anxiety, she asked, "What's up hon? You seem like you're distracted or anxious about something."
Jordan covered quickly. "It's probably because of all the craziness going on right now. I'm fine. "
Cynthia smiled and wrapped her arms around her. "You sure? Did you take your meds?"
Jordan kissed Cynthia lightly. "Yes I took my meds and yes, I'm doing great. You ready yet?"
Cynthia returned the kiss. "Yep, I just need to put on my shoes."
She slipped on the heels and turned to Jordan who was slipping on a tan blazer over her navy blouse. Cynthia fixed her collar and buttoned Jordan's blazer.
She grinned at her. "God you are beautiful, Senator."
Jordan held her tightly. "Are you kidding? I pale in comparison to you my dear." Their lips met softly, gently. The women pulled apart with their foreheads touching. Cynthia spoke. "Baby, we can't do this right now. You'll mess up your makeup and everyone is waiting for us. I imagine the group is all in there."
Jordan nodded. "Ok, let's go darlin'."
The two women walked out of the room and went down the elevator. The campaign staff was downstairs waiting for Jordan and Cynthia. Jordan stuck her hand in her pocket and realized she had left the engagement ring in her pants pocket in the room. She turned to the group. "I left something up in the room, y'all go on and I'll be there in a sec."
Cynthia looked at her. "Tell me what you left and I'll go get it. You need to get in the banquet room and start talking to people."
Jordan shook her head. "No that's ok. I'll take care of it. I'll be there in a minute. Go see if your family's there." Jordan took the elevator and went back in the room. She picked up her pants and reached into the pocket, smiling when she felt the cool metal. She looked at the gold ring and placed it in her pocket. She rushed back down to the dinner. She was led around to meet several important people. Everyone wanted to congratulate the new Senator. Jordan thanked them and cautioned them to wait until it was official. She ran into Cynthia's family and hugged them tightly. She quietly whispered into Cynthia's father's ear that she wanted to speak to him privately after the event.
After dinner, Jordan was introduced and walked up to the podium. "I'd like to begin by thanking all of you for coming. I know the theme of this evening has changed. I just felt that my fellow Texans were more important than a campaign. Apparently, y'all did too. This money is going to help families rebuild their lives. It is such a humbling experience to look into the eyes of a child who is scared and wet, holding on to their parent, needing reassurance that everything is going to be ok. And then that parent looks at you as a representative of their government, as someone they believe can help them, and it just pulls at your heart. I can't imagine anyone else in the same positions that the Governor and I were and not do the same things we did. One of the beautiful things to come out of this was the way the people of Texas helped each other. It was amazing the way people have rallied together, giving of their time, their energy, and their money. It is this grand spirit that I take with me; this belief that as a nation, when we connect with one another; when we work together, anything is possible. We can overcome anything that is thrown in our direction as a nation, just as we have in this great state of Texas. I am proud of us; proud of the people here tonight who have so generously given of their financial resources to help those they've never met. In closing, thank you again and God Bless Texas."
The audience stood and applauded Jordan. Jordan thanked them and nodded her head in acceptance. Afterwards, she shook hands with people for nearly an hour. She made eye contact with Cynthia's father and walked over to him.
Smiling she said, "I appreciate you waiting. I wouldn't ask you to stay around if it weren't important. How about if I meet you in the lobby in half an hour. Things are wrapping up here and I need to make sure your daughter is occupied."
The minister laughed. "I understand completely. Take your time. I'll be in the lobby."
Jordan smiled appreciatively. "Thanks. I'm going to talk to Laura now and have her keep Cynthia busy."
Dr. Price nodded and walked off to the lobby. Jordan went to go find Laura. Upon finding her, Jordan spoke to her quietly. "I need you to keep Cynthia busy for a while. I want to talk to her father alone." Jordan's grin did not escape Laura's attention.
Laura looked at her best friend slyly. "You look like the cat that swallowed the canary. What's up?"
Jordan laughed. "I'm going to ask her father for her hand. I'm going to propose to her."
A sharp pain shot through Laura's chest, but she put on happy face for her friend. "Oh wow. That is a big deal. Go ahead and talk with her father and I'll divert her attention."
Jordan hugged Laura tightly. "Thanks pal, you're the best."
After speaking to a few more people, Jordan snuck away to the hotel lobby to speak with Cynthia's father. As Jordan walked closer, she became more and more nervous. She sat down in a large chair next to Dr. Price.
Cynthia's father smiled. "So what's on your mind Jordan?"
Nervously, Jordan took a deep breath and began. "I've never done this before, so excuse me if I'm a bit nervous." She pulled the ring out of her pocket and held it up for John to see. "This was my grandmother's engagement ring. My grandfather gave it to her in 1933 and they were married for fifty-four years until he died. Before she died in 1997, she gave it to me. I want to give it to Cynthia. I have loved her for the last sixteen years. My main commitment is to her happiness and well-being. Before I do that though, I wanted to get your blessing. I was planning on asking her to marry me tomorrow night before the victory party. John, may I marry your daughter?"
John looked at Jordan, with a big grin on his face. "I appreciate you asking my permission. It shows me how much you respect Cynthia as well as love her. You have my blessing."
Jordan breathed a sigh of relief, and both laughed. She continued. "Thank you sir, I promise you won't regret it. There is one other thing. I was thinking that Christmas Eve would be the perfect night. All of the people we care about the most will be at our house, so I thought, how great it would be to turn our Christmas party into a wedding. I'd like for you to perform the ceremony. I think it would mean the world to Cynthia. You've become so important to her again. She is so excited about y'all being with us for the holidays."
John put his hand on Jordan's. "I would be honored. I'm honestly not sure how these things go, but I'd be happy to perform the ceremony."
Jordan smiled. "It's pretty similar to what you're used to. We'll work out the kinks. This will mean so much to Cynthia."
John replied. "It does to me too."
She rose to her feet. "Thank you for your time and your blessing John. I better get going before that daughter of yours gets suspicious."
John stood and nodded his understanding. "I agree. Congratulations on the election. I can't believe that man would actually try to kill you."
Jordan shook her head. 'I know, it's a shame. I can't fathom it. I am incredibly angry. I hate what he put my family through. My cousin was hurt worse than I was and has had to undergo painful physical therapy. I'll tell you one thing, I look forward to testifying against him."
John agreed. "Oh I can imagine. Now you get on back to my daughter. She's lucky to have you as her partner. You obviously love her very much."
Jordan smiled. "Thank you John. I truly do. Are you coming down tomorrow for the party?"
Cynthia's father nodded. "That's the plan. In fact, Cynthia asked me to ride back with y'all, if that's ok?"
Jordan hugged him. "Good, then we'll see you tomorrow."
John grinned and nodded. "You bet."
Jordan went up to her room and Cynthia was there waiting for her and looking over some papers.
She looked up as Jordan came into the room. "Hi there. Where've you been?"
Jordan shrugged. "I was just talking with some Party people." She walked behind Cynthia's chair and began rubbing her shoulders.
Cynthia moaned. "Ohhhh that feels good. You gave a wonderful speech tonight. Although, I think initially people wanted to hear you speak about the recent election developments. You did beautifully."
Jordan kissed Cynthia's neck. "Thanks baby. I'm pretty wiped out. How about you?"
With her eyes closed, enjoying her massage. "I am too. Let's go to bed."
Lying in bed that night, holding one another close, Jordan smiled, thinking about all that was happening in her life. She kissed Cynthia's head and drifted off into a happy, exhausted sleep.
Tuesday, November 3-Election Day
The campaign crew were gathered at the bus early to head back home. They were all excited about the day ahead and the party that night. Jordan was supposed to be at her voting precinct early that afternoon to cast her votes. Laura and Cynthia checked all the final arrangements for the party. Jordan was receiving congratulatory phone calls from the President, the Governor, many friends, and Kate.
Kate enthusiastically cheered her mother on. "Mom, I'm so proud of you!!! You did it!!!"
Jordan laughed. "Thank you sweetheart. Although, I won by default. I would rather have won by a vote of confidence."
Kate reassured her. "Yeah, but you were ahead by twenty points in the polls. You were going to win anyway. You'll just have to win by a landslide for your re-election."
Jordan smiled at her daughter's reaction. "Thank you baby. You're still coming for Christmas right?"
"Yeah. I was wondering, would it be alright if I brought Jo with me? She's kind of special to me. She's um... my girlfriend. I'd like to spend my Christmas with her too and I want her to meet everyone."
Jordan took a deep breath and thought for a minute what the best reaction would be; all she could do was smile and say, "Of course you can bring Jo. She seems like a nice young woman. Why don't you two take the train to D.C. and meet Cynthia and me there? I have to be there for an orientation and we're going to look for a house. You both can fly back with us. Are you two going to spend the whole month in San Antonio?"
"No. We're going to be leaving on the twenty-sixth to meet her parents in Colorado."
"Well, that gives us a couple of weeks. I look forward to getting to know her. How are your grades holding up?"
"They're good. I am just about killing myself finishing up some papers and getting ready for finals next month. Oh and by the way, I'm going to Jo's house for Thanksgiving."
Disappointed, Jordan said. "That's fine honey. Just enjoy yourself. We'll be over at Cynthia's sister's house. There's something I want to talk to you about, but I can't right now, there are too many people around me. Don't worry, I think you'll like it a lot."
Laughing, Kate said. "Cool. I gotta go. Give everyone my love and have fun tonight. I wish I were there. I love you Mom. Congrats."
"Thank you Kate. You go study hard now. I wish you were here and I love you too."
As the bus continued on its way, Cynthia's father asked Jordan, "If your opponent has quit, shouldn't you automatically be the winner?"
Jordan answered. "That does makes sense doesn't it. But there may be write-in candidates. It is unlikely, but within the realm of possibility for people not to vote in this particular category, thinking the election is already decided. And when matched up against a large write in campaign, I could lose if that candidate gets more votes than I do. We have to wait for the results to be considered final."
John smiled. "Well, I voted a few weeks ago and I voted for you, my first Democrat."
Jordan laughed raucously. "Thank you John. I take that as a supreme compliment."
By the time the crew arrived at headquarters, the national media had descended. Jordan waved and stopped to talk to everyone.
A reporter questioned the candidate. "Ms. O'Connor, do you have any comments about the charge that your former opponent tried to have you killed?"
Jordan just shook her head. "First of all, Mr. Benson is innocent until proven guilty. However, the possibility concerns and angers me. All over the world, it is not unusual for candidates to order the assassinations of their opponents. But to have it happen here just boggles my mind. It bothers me that this election and my state are receiving national attention because of a scandal."
"What do you plan on doing now that you're in office?"
Jordan laughed. "I'm not in office yet. Don't you mean, what do I plan on doing when and if I take office? I'm going to do the right thing. Before I go, I'd like to wish my fellow Democrats well today."
Jordan continued to smile and wave as she walked into the office. She said loudly to all in the office. "Alright, has everyone voted yet?"
The campaign staff and volunteers cheered their Senator. Jordan returned a number of phone calls and then left to vote. She was photographed and videotaped as she walked out of the voting booth and put the voting card through the counting machine.
When she was past the campaign barriers, she spoke. "It is such an honor and a privilege to be able to exercise the right to vote. People have fought and died to be able to do what I just did. I urge all Texans to take advantage of this opportunity to have a say in the way their government is run. Voting is a privilege and our duty as Americans. By not voting, we betray those who fought and died for this opportunity." She lightened up her speech with a smile. "So I want all the registered voters here in San Antonio and Texas to get on out to the polls, stand in line, make a new friend, and vote."
By late that afternoon, everything that could be done had been done and all that remained was the party that night, and for Jordan to be officially named the winner. Jordan, Cynthia, and Dr. Price went home to change. Chris was already there waiting.
Jordan grinned at her son. "Hey there squirt." She hugged him tightly.
"Hi Mom. So, how're you feeling? I bet you're excited."
"I'm feeling great Chris. I can't begin to describe it. I'd like to speak to you privately for a minute."
He nodded his head. "Sure Mom."
The two walked into Jordan's office and sat down. Jordan called Kate and put her on speaker phone. She began. "Now that I have both of you here sort of, there's something I'd like to talk to you about. I want to ask Cynthia to marry me in a commitment ceremony. I've asked her father for his blessing, and now I'd like yours. How would the two of you feel about me marrying her?" They both began talking at once, excitedly. Jordan laughed. "One at a time please. Chris you're the oldest, you go first."
"Oh Wow! That is so great! It's about damn time!!!"
Jordan scolded. "Watch your mouth young man."
He rebutted. "Oh please, you say much worse."
She felt too good to be angry. "Yeah, well, do as I say, not as I do. So, what do you think of all of this Kate?"
Jordan could hear the happiness in Kate's voice. "I am so excited. I've wanted you to do this for so long. When?"
"I'm going to ask her tonight, but I was thinking of having the wedding Christmas Eve. Her dad is going to perform the service. Of course, I have to see what she thinks first. I'm giving her your great-grandmother's engagement ring. So I have your blessing?"
The both said in unison. "YES!!!"
Jordan laughed. "That's what I want to hear. Thank you. Cynthia and I love both of you so much."
Kate answered on the other end. "We love y'all too."
Jordan smiled. "I've got to go get ready for tonight. So Kate honey, you have a good night."
"Thanks Mom. You too. Bye. Bye skunk breath."
Chris responded. "See ya later butthead."
Jordan hung up the phone and looked at Chris. The young man walked over to his mother and hugged her tightly. "I am so proud of you Mom. I am incredibly happy for you and Cynthia."
"Thank you Sweetie. That means so much coming from you."
They separated and Chris began walking out the door. Jordan stopped him as he was leaving. "Can you drive Cynthia's father to the party tonight? I'd like to be alone with her in the limo."
Her son grinned at her. "I'd be happy to. Can I take your truck?"
Nodding, Jordan said, "Sure."
Later, Jordan stood in front of the mirror, fixing her hair, thinking of just the right thing to say to Cynthia. She pulled her gray jacket over her burgundy turtleneck. Cynthia came up behind Jordan, wrapping her arms around the taller woman's waist.
"I am so proud of you Jordan."
Jordan placed her hands on Cynthia's arms and smiled. "You feel so good."
Cynthia turned Jordan around and pulled the Senator down for a gentle kiss. "When is the limo getting here?"
Jordan answered. "At seven."
Seductively, Cynthia said. "That gives us thirty minutes. We could make very good use of that time."
Jordan giggled. "Oh no you don't. You know how you are. If your makeup and hair get messed up, I'll never hear the end of it."
Cynthia playfully slapped her arm. "That's not true."
The limo finally arrived and Jordan took a deep breath and put her hand in her pocket to make sure the ring was still there. She sat next to Cynthia who cuddled up in her arms. Jordan looked at her watch, estimating she had forty-five minutes to get to the party. A few minutes into the trip, she took a deep breath and began. "You know, I was just thinking; I have everything I ever wanted. But there's still one thing missing."
Cynthia laughed. "Good Lord woman. What more could you want?"
Jordan took a deep breath. "I want you to marry me Cynthia." She pulled out the ring.
Cynthia looked and her in disbelief. "Whoa, hold on a second here. What did you just say?"
Jordan smiled and got down on one knee. "I want you to marry me in front of our friends and family on Christmas Eve."
Cynthia looked at the ring, recognizing it as Jordan's grandmother's. She couldn't quite comprehend that Jordan was actually on one knee proposing. "I thought you were afraid. I thought you always said that you didn't want to jinx us."
Jordan held Cynthia's hands. "I was. I realized something this last month or so. I've wanted to marry you for years, but I didn't think I could have a marriage that lasted forever and I didn't want to take a chance. There have been so many changes in our lives over the last sixteen years. The one constant was our love for one another. Even when we were apart, we loved each other. That love gives me strength. I know it will always be there. It's enough to get me through the fear. It is one of the strongest and most beautiful things I have ever known. I can't think of anything more wonderful than marrying you in front of the people we love most in the world on such a special night." Cynthia was crying and put her arms around Jordan's neck, holding her tightly. After a minute or two, Jordan pulled back. "You still haven't answered me."
Cynthia looked in her eyes. "Ask me again."
Jordan smiled. "Cynthia Grace Price, would you join with me in a commitment ceremony, and promise to be with me for the rest of my life?
Cynthia grinned. "YES!!!"
Jordan placed the ring on her finger. "I know its not a fancy ring. It doesn't have a big diamond. But...."
Cynthia interrupted her. "Shut up and kiss me."
Jordan did as she was told, kissing Cynthia passionately, pouring every ounce of love in her heart into the kiss. They pulled apart and Jordan resumed her position next to Cynthia, who cuddled against her, both lost in the euphoria of the moment.
Cynthia ran her finger along Jordan's thigh. She was smiling and looking at the engagement ring on her hand. "I love the ring Jordan. I wouldn't want any other. I know how much it means to you and I loved your grandmother too."
Jordan held her tighter. "I know you did. The ring means so much to me and I wanted you to have it."
Cynthia leaned up to kiss her again. "A Christmas wedding huh?"
Jordan grinned. "Yep. I have it all figured out. Everyone will be there anyway. So I thought it would be a perfect time. I was thinking; maybe a candlelit ceremony in front of the fireplace; the Christmas lights twinkling; and your father performing the ceremony."
Cynthia smiled. "That sounds beautiful. I wonder if my Dad will do it?"
"He said he would. He's excited about it."
Cynthia turned to her. "Have you talked to him about this already?"
Jordan nodded. "Last night after the fundraiser. I asked for your hand and I asked him to marry us."
"Oh my God. You are just full of surprises aren't you? Could you be any more adorable?"
"Oh I don't know about that. I just want to do this the right way."
"Thank you Jordan for loving me so much. You really have put a lot of thought into this. This was obviously important to you."
Jordan held Cynthia's face in her hands. "You're important to me. I don't want you to ever doubt how much I love you. I want you to feel loved and treasured."
Their lips met in a kiss full of love, devotion and promise. The car stopped and the door opened. The two women were still kissing when the driver cleared his throat after standing there for a few minutes. Jordan and Cynthia laughed together. Jordan got out of the car and held out her hand, helping Cynthia. Jordan smiled and they walked into their friend's large restaurant hand-in-hand. The large group of a couple hundred volunteers, friends, and family cheered for Jordan as she and Cynthia walked into the room. Television cameras were focused on her.
Laura walked up to them excited. "You won!!! They announced that you have been officially declared the winner!!"
Jordan grabbed Cynthia and wrapped her arms around her tightly. She then turned to Laura and the two women embraced for a long time, feeling the sheer joy of realizing their life-long dream. Chris was soon there to hug his mother. Cynthia's father, Jordan's parents and siblings all took their turns hugging the Senator. As Jordan and Cynthia walked up to the small stage in the restaurant to make a statement. Both women stopped to receive congratulatory hugs and handshakes from friends and loved ones. They finally made it to the microphone.
Jordan was almost breathless with excitement. "WOW!! I've been ahead throughout this election and with the events of the last couple of days, this certainly wasn't unexpected, but to hear it officially, really blows me away. This has been such a strange and difficult election. I feel like I've accomplished something simply by surviving it. First, I'd like to thank my beautiful and brilliant fiancee, Cynthia, for working so hard for me and supporting me." She kissed Cynthia's hand and then continued.
"I of course, also want to thank my kids for putting up with me and my career demands. To all of my family, I love you and I wouldn't be here without you. I'd like to thank my best friend and campaign manager, Laura. You've stuck with me for thirty years, believing in me. This was something we've dreamed of together and now, together, we made the dream come true. I would not be here today without the dedication of my amazing staff. I had the world's best volunteers who believed in me and what I could do for this state and this country." She took a deep breath. "I cannot thank you all enough. I wish the election hadn't ended the way it did. But it doesn't change my commitment to being the kind of Senator that the people of Texas need me to be. An incredible opportunity and responsibility have been placed in my lap, one which I humbly embrace. I will serve now as I have served before, with integrity and honor. Thank you voters for giving me this opportunity to look out for your best interests. So, I want everyone to have a great time tonight. It was so wonderful of my dear friends Christina and Lisa to open up their great restaurant for us tonight. I'm feeling a bit overwhelmed with many different emotions, mostly gratitude to everyone in this room and to all the people who have supported me and voted for me. We've done this because we want to make this country better and by working together, we will. Thank you and although we are here to have a good time, please drink responsibly and take care." The crowd cheered and Jordan stepped down and began to enjoy her victory.
Cynthia saw her father out of the corner of her eye and walked over to where he was. She was beaming with happiness. She hugged her father. "Thank you Daddy, your blessing means so much to me."
The older gentleman kissed his daughter on the cheek. "It's my pleasure Cynthia. I can't wait to marry the two of you. Your mother would be very proud of the job you've done."
A tear came to Cynthia's eye at the mention of her mother. "She'd be so proud of you too. Thank you for agreeing to perform our ceremony. It really makes this wedding so much more special."
"Good Sweetheart. I'm glad I can finally participate in your happiness rather than be a stubborn old fool. I love you and Jordan is a wonderful woman. Congratulations."
She couldn't control the huge grin on her face. "Thank you Daddy. I love you too"
John smiled at his daughter. "By the way, I enjoyed the ride with Chris tonight. It was very pleasant. He's a nice young man and I like him a lot."
"I'm glad. It's important to me that you get to know our kids. If you'll excuse me, I need to make the rounds, I'll have to catch up with you later. Why don't you go meet some of Jordan's family?
"You go on and do what you need to do Sweetie."
"Thanks. I'll see you in a bit." She walked off to greet the other people.
Jordan was mobbed with friends and well-wishers when her family came and dragged her into the corner.
Her mother, Elaine, hugged her. "Do we have to kidnap you just to talk to you for five minutes?"
Jordan laughed. "You might."
Her mother continued happily. "What's this about Cynthia being your fiancee?"
Jordan beamed. "We're getting married Christmas Eve. I gave her Grandma's ring tonight. I proposed on the way over here in the limo and she said yes."
Elaine was thrilled for her daughter. "I'm so happy for you honey. I can't wait. I'll finally be able to be at one of your weddings."
Jordan just shook her head. "Yes, if you can behave."
They all laughed and took turns hugging and congratulating Jordan. Soon, Cynthia came up to them. They all hugged her tightly as well.
Jordan's father spoke. "We're all so happy for the two of you."
Cynthia grinned. "Thanks. I can hardly believe it. Y'all are coming right? We're still going to have our annual Christmas party, we're just going to add a wedding this year."
Janice smiled. "We wouldn't miss it for the world."
Cynthia said. "Good." She looked at Jordan. "Honey, there are some reporters who are asking for interviews."
Jordan kissed her on the side of her head. "Sure darlin'. Let's go." She turned to her family. "Y'all have fun and I'll see y'all later." With her arm around Cynthia's shoulder, they walked over to the reporters and Jordan spoke to them. The night was filled with laughter, happiness, and relief at the end of a long campaign.
Jordan held Cynthia as they rode in the quiet limo after a very long and wonderful night. Cynthia sat across Jordan's lap with her head on the Senator's shoulder. She kept looking at the ring on her finger. "Jordan, this is so beautiful. I am so happy."
Jordan smiled and nuzzled against Cynthia. "Good. I want to make you happy."
Cynthia kissed her lightly. "You do Jordan. Don't ever doubt that. Tonight has been one of the happiest nights of my life. I can't wait to marry you. You know, I've wanted this for so long, its almost hard to believe its real."
Jordan whispered with her face inches away from Cynthia's. "It's very real my love. We're getting married in a month and a half." She kissed Cynthia deeply, their tongues moving in a long, slow dance.
Cynthia breathlessly whispered. "I love you so much Jordan."
Jordan kissed her again. Hands began to caress and arms held one another tightly. The limo stopped and the two women walked in the house. Chris and Cynthia's father, John, were asleep in their rooms. Jordan placed her hands on either side of Cynthia's face and hotly whispered. "I want you." Without a word, Cynthia turned around and walked down the hall, holding Jordan's hand, leading her to their bedroom. She sat Jordan down on the bed. She walked over to the night stand and turned on a small Tiffany lamp. She put some soft music on the CD player. She stood before Jordan and slowly began to remove her clothes, piece by piece. Jordan's mouth watered at the sight of her lover bathed in the soft lamplight. Cynthia moved close to Jordan. Jordan put her arms around her lover. "God Cyn, you are beautiful." Cynthia pushed the jacket off Jordan's shoulders and down her arms, tossing it aside. Jordan placed soft warm kisses along her lover's neck and shoulders, tasting the sweet flesh. Cynthia straddled Jordan's lap, wrapping her legs around her waist. Jordan kissed her deeply as Cynthia pulled off her shirt. Their hot skin met as the women lost themselves in passion, with Cynthia removing Jordan's clothes. Cynthia moaned as Jordan feasted on her breasts. "Oh God Jordan. Oh that feels soooo good." Cynthia tangled her hands in Jordan's long dark hair. Jordan held her tightly and stood, with Cynthia still wrapped around her waist. She laid down on top of Cynthia gently. Kissing down her body, leaving a moist, hot trail until she reached the apex of Cynthia's need. Jordan hovered about her lover's center, breathing in her essence, falling into the depths of Cynthia's desire. She dove in to drink the wetness before her. Cynthia's hips met Jordan's tongue. Cynthia had to bite her pillow to keep quiet and not disturb her father or son. Jordan entered her lover, moving into her deeply, thrusting in perfect rhythm to her tongue. Cynthia raised her hips. Jordan could tell from Cynthia's increased breathing that her climax was near. Suddenly Cynthia stopped her. "No. Wait."
Breathless and with a soaked face, Jordan asked, concerned, "What's wrong? I didn't hurt you did I?"
Cynthia smiled, about to burst from desire. She touched Jordan's face softly. "No baby. I just want to touch you too. Take off your pants."
Jordan kissed her quickly. "Anything you want." She quickly removed her pants and underwear and joined Cynthia back on the bed. Cynthia entered her slowly at first, with deep, long strokes. Jordan closed her eyes and took her lover in. She moved her fingers inside Cynthia. The two women rocked together, raising hips, breathing hard, moving in and out, in perfect rhythm. Sweat glistening their steaming bodies as the moved together. Cynthia, began to crash hard, the screams of orgasms captured by Jordan's kiss. This caused Jordan to climax, arching her body into Cynthia. Both women swallowing one another's cries of pleasure. As their bodies began to calm and still, the women held one another tightly, facing one another. Grinning, Jordan moved the hair off of Cynthia's face. Cynthia took Jordan's hand and kissed her palm. Jordan couldn't keep the grin off her face.
Still breathless, she said, "God, I love you ."
Cynthia quietly giggled. "I love you too.
Playfully Jordan commented. "Guess what. We're getting married next month."
Cynthia held up her hand with the ring. "I know. Are you excited?"
Shaking her head, "Am I ever. I can't wait to stand up with you in front of all of our friends and family. I've been wanting this for a long time Cyn."
Cynthia's face was beginning to ache from happiness. "I can't wait either. But, we've got so much to do. We have to find a place to live in D.C. and plan a wedding."
"I think we can handle it. I'm going to have Chris stand up with me."
Excited Cynthia said, "I'll ask Kate to stand with me."
Jordan kissed her. "That would mean so much to her. I love you for thinking of that."
Cynthia looked at her. "Of course. I think of her as my daughter too."
"She is. She and I both feel that way. You should have heard her when I told her I was going to propose." Jordan chuckled.
"You told the kids before you told me?"
"Yes. I asked your father for his blessing and then I asked the kids."
"So they're happy?"
"Oh God yes. They told me I should have done it years ago, and I agree. Oh and get this; with the engagement and election, I haven't had a chance to tell you yet, but she's bringing Jo with her for Christmas. Apparently, Jo is her girlfriend. They're spending the first two weeks with us and then the last two weeks with her parents in Colorado."
Cynthia looked at her seriously. "So she's a lesbian?"
"I don't know. All I know is that she said that Jo is very special to her and that she is Kate's girlfriend. You've heard her talk about Jo constantly. I think we need to find out more when they get here."
"So, how do you feel about this?"
"She seems happy. She's having fun and studying hard. Her grades are excellent. I'm worried for her, but we love her and we'll be there to mend a broken heart, answer questions, or to help her with resources to fight any battles she may encounter. She's our daughter and that's it. I told her that we'd love to have them both for the holidays."
Cynthia kissed her gently. "You're a good Mom. I agree with you completely."
"You know, I'm glad we don't have anything major going on tomorrow. I am going to sleep late, then I'm going to go shopping. "
Laughing, Jordan asked, "You are?"
Cynthia touched her lover's face. "Yes I am. I have a wedding dress to buy."
"Ok, great. We can go together."
"I don't think so. You can't see what I'm wearing before the wedding."
Grinning, Jordan said, "Yes ma'am, whatever you say."
Cynthia kissed her on the nose. "Exactly. What do you think about red and white roses?"
"I love it. Sweetie, I know you're excited and we don't have to get up early, but can we go to sleep now? I'm exhausted."
Cynthia pressed her lips to Jordan's. "Yes we can. I love you Jordan."
Jordan gently held Cynthia's face between her hands. "I love you too Cyn."
The weeks since the election had flown by. The couple found a lovely home in Georgetown. They had even picked out a favorite cafe around the corner from their house. Cynthia accepted a dream position in the press office in the White House. Sarah and Laura had accepted positions in Jordan's office and were preparing for a move to D.C. as well. Everyone was excited about the wedding and the promise of a new future beginning in the new year.
Jordan, Cynthia, their friends and family bustled about early in the day to get the final preparations done for the wedding. Jordan's mothers spent the day in the kitchen preparing the food for that night. Chris, Kate, and Jo picked up the flowers. Jordan and Cynthia rearranged the house, leaving everyone else to help with the odds and ends. As they were placing candles around the house, Laura looked at her best friend.
"Are you getting nervous about tonight?"
Jordan shook her head. "Not in the slightest. I'm ready for this to happen. I still can't believe she made me spend the night at your house last night."
Laura laughed. "Oh I can. She keeps you in line. I like that about her. I always have. She's a very special woman, you're very lucky, there aren't many like her."
Jordan smiled. She knew her friend had feelings for her fiancee. "I am very lucky. I thank God every day for her. I need to thank you too. I wouldn't be doing this if it weren't for you. You insisted we hire her back. I know this may be hard for you."
Lying, Laura asked, "What are you talking about?"
Jordan touched her shoulder. "I know you're in love with her. Hell, I don't blame you. She's a remarkable woman. Who wouldn't love her?"
Laura lowered her head. "I'm sorry."
Jordan shook her head and forced Laura to look at her. "Don't be. She doesn't know. I only know because I've known you for so long. I want you to promise me something. I'm not getting any younger, and you never know what can happen. I've already have had two attempts on my life. I'm an openly lesbian politician, and there are a lot of people who hate me because of it. We both know that. If anything ever does happens to me, I want you to take care of her."
Laura looked at her seriously. "Nothing's going to happen to you. Besides, she only wants you."
"Promise me you will take care of her. Do what you have to. Just be there for her. Make sure she is ok. I need this from you Laura."
Laura nodded. "I promise. Now can we change this topic? When are you leaving for your honeymoon?"
"We're leaving for Vermont on the twenty-sixth. We rented a cabin and we're going to register and have a civil union ceremony on New Year's Eve. It's amazing how those judges, especially the gay ones will jump through hoops to perform a ceremony for a U. S. Senator. Actually, most people jump through hoops for me now. I get kind of a kick out of it."
Laura laughed. "I bet you do."
Jordan laughed along with her. "Alright, enough gabbing we have to get this done or my head will be on a platter."
By the evening, the house was filled with candles and white and red roses. White Christmas lights twinkled through the house and on the giant tree in the corner. Jordan was dressed in a black pantsuit with a buttoned jacket that went down to her mid-thighs. She wore a silver satiny shirt beneath with the cuffs folded over the end of the jacket sleeves. A red rose was pinned to her lapel. Chris was handsome in a black suit. She hadn't been allowed to see Cynthia. All she knew was that her shirt was the same color as the dress. Guests began to arrive and Jordan greeted them at the door. Sarah and Tammy were the first to arrive. Tammy brought her guitar.
Sarah looked Jordan over and kissed her on the cheek. "You look stunning Jordan."
Jordan returned the gesture. "Thanks. You both look great too. Come on in. Did you two find a place in D.C. yet?"
Tammy answered. "We found a place in Chevy Chase. Where do you want me to set up?"
Jordan showed her a chair and music stand where Tammy could play. "I appreciate you doing this Tammy."
Tammy just grinned. "Hey, believe me, it's my pleasure. Besides, I owe you one for introducing me to this one right here." She pulled Sarah close and kissed her on the temple.
Sarah turned to Jordan. "Where's Cynthia? I want to see how she's doing."
"She's in the bedroom getting ready. Go on in. I'm sure she'll be happy to see you."
Cynthia was putting the final touches on her makeup. Her sister was helping her with her hair.
"You look beautiful Cynthia. You look happy."
The bride smiled. " I am." There was a knock at the door. "Come in," Cynthia called.
Sarah walked in. "Hey there gorgeous. How ya doin' in here?"
Cynthia took a deep breath. "I'm doing ok. I'm a little nervous."
Kate walked in the door, looking beautiful in a long burgundy dress. "Hi Mom."
Cynthia turned around to look at the young woman. "What did you just call me?"
The young woman was smiling. "You were my Mom for ten years. Since you've been back, you've become that again. That's how I think of you. Chris and I both think of you that way. We bought this for you." She held out a long rectangular box.
Stunned, Cynthia reached out. She opened the box, revealing a diamond tennis bracelet. Tears came to her eyes. Kate took the piece of jewelry and placed it on Cynthia's wrist. Cynthia fingered the bracelet.
"This is beautiful Kate. I love it. I love you. Hearing you call me Mom is such a beautiful sound."
Kate hugged her tightly. Cynthia held onto her daughter for several moments. "For me too, Mom. This is a combined wedding/Christmas present. It can be your something new."
Cynthia's sister, Jennifer stepped up. She handed Cynthia a blue garter. "This is your something blue."
Sarah handed Cynthia an antique lace handkerchief. "This was my grandmother's. It can be your something borrowed."
Jen smiled and said. "Dad has your something old. I'll go get him." She walked out. Soon, Cynthia's father knocked on the door. Cynthia allowed him in. Sarah and Kate walked out of the room.
The older gentleman looked at his daughter. "You look beautiful Cynthia. I wish your mother could be here. I'm proud to be here with you tonight. Jordan looks wonderful. She's so excited." He pulled a string of pearls out of his coat pocket. "Your mother wore these when she married me. Her mother wore them before her. She saved these for you all these years. She wanted you to have them and I am honored to give them to you." He put the pearls around her neck and fastened them.
Cynthia was crying. Her father wrapped his arms around her. "I love you sweetheart."
"I love you too Daddy."
The guests had arrived and the wedding was about to start. Chris and Kate pulled their mother to the side. Chris smiled and hugged his mother.
"Mom, we wanted to give you your present in private. We wanted to tell you how much we love you and how proud we are to have you as our mother." Kate held out a rectangular box. Jordan opened the box revealing a tennis bracelet and a tear fell down her cheek.
Kate fastened the bracelet around her mother's wrist. "We gave Cynthia one exactly like this. We're so happy to have you two together. I can't thank you enough for the way you've welcomed Jo and I completely. I've always known that no matter what, I could be free to be myself and I would be loved and accepted. You have no idea how much that means to me. We love you and Mom."
Crying Jordan hugged both of her children tightly. Kate went back to her mothers' bedroom. Chris turned to Jordan. "I have one more gift for you. I've decided to come work for you when I graduate in May. That is, if you'll still have me."
Jordan's face lit up and she hugged her son again. "Oh Chris. That makes me so happy. We've got plenty of room for you. Just move in with us. We can carpool to work."
Chris smiled. "Mom, I love you both. But, I'm going to live on my own. I will be working for you, so obviously we'll see one another daily."
Jordan nodded. "Ok. I'll concede to that. I am so happy and proud of you son. Thank you. You're going to do a fine job."
"Thanks." He looked at his watch. "It's time to start. Are you ready?"
Jordan beamed. "Yeah. Do you have the ring?"
Chris reached into his pocket and pulled it out.
Jordan took a deep breath. "Let's go."
In the bedroom, Cynthia's sister knocked on the door. Poking her head in, she said. "Cynthia, it's time to start. Everyone's out there and ready. Jordan is standing with Daddy and waiting for you."
Cynthia's heart stopped for a moment. She grabbed her bouquet, smiled at Kate and Jen and said, "Let's go."
Jen walked out of the room, shut off all the lights and nodded to Tammy before sitting on one of the couches next to her husband. Tammy began playing "Ave Maria" on a classical guitar, singing gently. The house was lit by the soft glow of the fireplace and candles. Kate walked out of the room and down the hall, slowly, carrying a bouquet of red roses. As she strode to the fireplace she couldn't help but catch Jo's eyes. They shared a brief, private, loving look. When Kate reached her mother, she stopped and kissed her on the cheek. Next, Cynthia walked slowly down the hall. Jordan's breath caught when she saw her bride walking towards her, smiling, wearing a silver, two piece, sleeveless gown. Glowing in the candlelight, she carried a bouquet of red and white roses. Jordan couldn't keep the smile from consuming her face. Cynthia reached the fireplace and soon after, the music ended. She handed her bouquet to Kate and took Jordan's hands. Tears were already beginning to form in Cynthia's eyes.
Dr. Price began. "We're here on this night filled with love to witness the joining of my daughter, Cynthia and her partner, Jordan. Everyone here is either family or a good friend. We've all seen the love these two women have for one another. It is protective, strong, and true. I cannot express my pride at being able to unite them. As a father, I always wanted my children to be happy, to love and to be loved in return. Standing here between you two, makes this one of the happiest days of my life. They've taught me so much in the three months I've been around them. I've learned that love should be supported and celebrated regardless of gender. As a minister, I'm proud to bring such loving people together and I'm thrilled to welcome Jordan, Chris, and Kate into my family." The minister wiped a tear from his eyes and continued. "Jordan and Cynthia have some things they would like to say to one another. Jordan?" He nodded in Jordan's direction.
Jordan lifted Cynthia's hands to her lips, kissing them softly. "Cynthia, standing here with you tonight, I am filled with such overwhelming and empowering love. Your love strengthens me and gives me peace. During the best of times, you are by my side, holding my hand, sharing them with me. During my darkest times, you are standing in front of me with your hand stretched out, pulling me into the light. You are my light and I would be lost without you. When things get dark for you, I will be your light. No matter how far away you are, I will always come looking for you. I am proud of you as a woman and after today, as my wife. I look forward to this new journey we're about to take and every other one after that, because I know I will take it with you. I love you Cynthia and I am yours forever." Jordan's voice broke and a few tears drifted down her cheek.
Wiping the moisture off her own face, Cynthia began. "Jordan, from the first moment I saw you speak, I knew you were the one. I don't know how I knew, I just did. You've given me love and a family. Those are the two greatest gifts I've ever received. From this day forward, everything I do will be with you, for you, and because of you. The future is bright and exciting and inviting, because I know I will share it with you. You are the only one I have ever or will ever love. Separate, we are both competent, intelligent individuals. But together, we can do anything. We've seen that. I've waited for this day for so long. I am proud and honored to have you as my wife tonight. Thank you for being my friend, my lover, a great boss, and my true love. I love you Jordan and I am yours forever."
The friends and family in attendance were wiping their eyes, as was Cynthia's father. Smiling, he spoke. "Now, Jordan and Cynthia will exchange rings." Jordan took the ring from Chris.
Dr. Price continued. "Repeat after me. Take this ring as a symbol of my undying love, respect, fidelity and friendship. Wear it as a sign of our commitment and joining."
Jordan slipped the gold and diamond band, that matched the engagement ring, onto Cynthia's finger. "Take this ring as a symbol of my undying love, respect, fidelity, and friendship. Wear it as a sign of our commitment and joining." Kate handed Cynthia the wedding ring.
Dr. Price spoke. "Cynthia, repeat after me. Take this symbol of my undying love, respect, fidelity, and friendship. Wear it as a sign of our commitment and joining."
Cynthia slipped the identical band on Jordan's finger and smiled. "Take this ring as a symbol of my undying love, respect, fidelity, and friendship. Wear it as a sign of our commitment and joining."
The two women beamed. Cynthia's father continued. "Jordan has a song she would like to sing for Cynthia."
Cynthia looked shocked and Jordan just winked and whispered. "Surprise."
Jordan picked up the hidden guitar and sat down on the arm of the couch, with the instrument on her knee. She began playing and sang.
"She's got a way about her
I don't know what it is
But, I know that I can't live without her
She's got a way of pleasin'
I don't know why it is
But there doesn't have to be a reason anyway
She's got a smile that heals me
I don't know why it is
But I have to smile when she reveals me
She's got a way of talkin'
I don't know why it is
But it lifts me up when we are walkin' anywhere
She comes to me when I'm feelin' down
Inspires me without a sound
She touches me when I get turned around
She's got a way of showin'
How I make her feel
And I find the strength to keep on goin'
She's got a light around her
And everywhere she goes
A million rings of love surround her everywhere
She comes to me when I'm feelin' down
Inspires me without a sound
She touches me when I get turned around
She's got a smile that heals me
I don't know why it is
But I have to smile when she reveals me
She's got a way about her
I don't know what it is
But I know that I can't live without her anyway
Jordan ended the song and sniffling could be heard throughout the room. Cynthia was again wiping the tears off her face. Jordan held her hands.
Dr. Price concluded the ceremony. "I now pronounce you, united for life. Ladies, kiss your bride."
Jordan grinned and took Cynthia in her arms, kissing her deeply, dipping her, holding her tightly. Their friends cheered and applauded the couple. After the kiss, Jordan and Cynthia looked into one another's eyes, smiling and laughing. The rest of the night went on and the group ate and enjoyed one another's company. They exchanged presents and sang Christmas carols. The newlywed couple shared many kisses and maintained a constant physical closeness. Jordan looked around at her faithful group of family and close friends and at her wife and had never been happier.
She spoke. "If I could have y'all's attention for a minute. I'd like to thank everyone for coming to share the holiday and this special night with Cynthia, the kids, and me. Most of us have been spending Christmas together here in my home for about ten years now. We have a few new faces. I'd like to welcome Cynthia's family. It's wonderful to have all of you with us. And I'd also like to welcome Jo, Kate's girlfriend." The young woman smiled and wrapped her arms around Kate's waist from behind. Jordan continued. "I'd like to give a special thanks to those of you who helped in making this night special for Cynthia and me. Some of you are coming with us to D.C. and we can't wait to share this new adventure with you. For those of you staying here, we're going to miss you terribly, but we'll be back often. Along those lines, I'd like to announce the addition of my son to my D.C. staff, which is something that thrills me to no end. And we're excited to be closer to our daughter so we can see her more frequently. The people in this room are the people who mean the most to us. We are so blessed to have all of you as a part of our lives. If everyone can raise a glass I'd like to make a toast." Jordan raised her glass of sparkling cider. "I'd like to toast my beautiful new wife, who has made me unbelievably happy and proud and to all of us for getting through a difficult year. May we all have a wonderful and bright new year and future."
Later that night after everyone left, Cynthia and Jordan snuck off to their room. Jordan wrapped her arms tightly around Cynthia. "So tell me my love, was this the wedding you pictured?"
Cynthia reached up and kissed her wife. "It was so much better. It was perfect, just like you."
Jordan kissed Cynthia again. "You look so beautiful tonight; you take my breath away."
Smiling, Cynthia said, "You look quite stunning yourself my dear. This shirt I bought for you matched my dress exactly."
"Yes, you did a wonderful job. I love you so much Cyn. Tonight was so special, far more than I can even express. And in two days, we are going to be making love in front of a roaring fire, wrapped in blankets, as the snow falls outside our cabin window."
"Mmmmm. I can't wait."
"But tonight, we have a wedding night to celebrate."
Giggling, Cynthia replied. "Yes we do baby."
Jordan stepped out of the embrace and lit the room up with candles and turned on some soft music. She walked back over to Cynthia and held out her hand. "Dance with me." Cynthia bit her lower lip, nodded, and walked into Jordan's arms. The couple danced slowly, feeling the warmth that enveloped them. Jordan softly sang along with the music.
"There's a somebody I'm longing to see
I hope that she turns out to be
Someone to watch over me
I'm a little lamb who's lost in the wood
I know I could always be good
To one who'll watch over me
Although I may not be the one some girls think of as handsome
To my heart, she carries the key
Won't you tell her please to put on some speed
Follow my lead
Oh how I need
Someone to watch over me"
The song continued and the two women began kissing, barely swaying, holding one another tightly. Cynthia began unbuttoning Jordan's shirt, running her hands along the warm skin. Jordan let her head fall back as she concentrated on the sensations of her wife's touch. Cynthia pulled off Jordan's shirt and began placing soft kisses along the tops of her lover's breasts. Jordan moaned at the delicious contact. She unzipped Cynthia's blouse, pulling it over her head. She released Cynthia's breasts from their confines. Cynthia pushed Jordan towards the bed, their lips never breaking contact. Jordan laid down on the bed, pulling Cynthia on top of her. Cynthia ran her hands down Jordan's body, reaching her pants. She unbuttoned and slid the black slacks and black satin panties down Jordan's long, firm legs, leaving her wife naked and wanting. She slipped off her skirt and rejoined Jordan, hovering above her. She held Jordan's hands above her head, nestling her body between the taller woman's legs. Jordan arched into her lover, their breasts meeting, nipples brushing against one another. "Oh God, Cynthia. You are so amazing. I need you." Cynthia kissed her harder and harder. She moved her lips lower, licking and nibbling on Jordan's aching skin. She stopped just before she got to Jordan's hot center. She looked up at Jordan and whispered passionately, "I'm going to make love to you. I'm going to make you come again and again and you are going to lie there and take it." Jordan smiled. "Yes ma'am."
Cynthia lowered her lips to Jordan's need. Jordan grabbed onto the headboard as her hips rose off the bed. Cynthia wrapped her arms around Jordan's hips, holding her in place. She feasted on the sweet nectar offered to her. She licked and sucked in just the right places, knowing exactly what it would do to Jordan. She ran her tongue in circles around Jordan's clit. Jordan moaned and groaned. Cynthia knew her wife's climax was near, she began to lick harder and faster. Jordan's orgasm ripped through her, causing her body to convulse and rise off the bed as Cynthia held on. Cynthia loved it when Jordan was like this. After the waves subsided, Cynthia laid her head down on Jordan's stomach. Jordan ran her hands through the soft strawberry-blonde hair. "That was incredible baby. You are so good at that."
Cynthia placed soft kisses on Jordan's skin. "You're not done yet. I'm giving you a couple of minutes to catch your breath."
Jordan purred. "Hey, I can keep going if you can. I don't need a break here."
Cynthia leaned up and kissed Jordan hard. "Oh you're on baby." She reached down and entered Jordan deeply. Jordan sucked in a big breath. Cynthia moved above her, straddling her thigh, pushing her fingers deep inside. Their mouths were joined in passion, their bodies moist, moving together as Cynthia took Jordan. Jordan's breathing grew hard and her teeth clenched as she could feel herself getting closer. Cynthia could feel her impending orgasm. Cynthia attached herself to Jordan's nipple, sending her wife over the edge. Jordan's entire body tightened then relaxed in sweet release, sending Cynthia into her own abyss of pleasure. The two women did their best trying to squelch their screams, but it was out of their control. They lay together, still, catching their breath, smiling. Jordan held onto Cynthia tightly, she ran her fingers through her lover's damp hair.
Cynthia took Jordan's hand in hers and pressed it to her lips. "Jordan, you have made this the most fabulous night of my life. It was better than I ever imagined. Everything about it was unbelievably wonderful. I think I cried through most of it."
Jordan chuckled and kissed Cynthia's forehead. "Good. It was remarkable wasn't it. I thought I was going to burst into tears and then faint when I saw how incredible you looked tonight. So, how do you like married life so far?"
Cynthia giggled. "It works for me. You sang beautifully tonight and it was such a surprise. I had no idea you were going to. I cannot tell you how much it meant to me. You are the most romantic woman, oh wife of mine."
"Only for you my angel. You bring it out in me. We're pretty sticky. What do you think of moving this party into the shower?"
Cynthia began to feel playful. "I'd love to. Be sure and bring our little friend in the nightstand."
Jordan was suddenly full of energy. She got out of bed, and helped Cynthia up. She reached into the nightstand and grabbed the phallus and harness. They kissed their way into the bathroom and shower. After soaping one another thoroughly, sliding against each other, their desire grew. Cynthia whispered into her ear. "Get it now!" Shudders ran up and down Jordan's spine. She reached out of the shower for the phallus and harness and slipped it into place. She turned Cynthia around, to face the shower wall. She firmly cupped Cynthia's breast. Cynthia could feel the phallus against her behind. "Take me Jordan. I need you inside me."
Jordan kissed her neck. "Anything you want." She turned Cynthia around and her stand on the sides of the tub. "Hold on to me baby," she instructed. Cynthia complied. Jordan ran her hands along Cynthia's lovely thigh that she lifted to her side. Cynthia held on tightly, as Jordan lowered her onto the phallus, wrapping her legs around the taller woman. She entered Cynthia, slowly, gently. Jordan eyes began to roll back into her head as she made love to Cynthia this way. She moved her hips, grinding against Cynthia. Warm, wet, slick bodies moving together. Jordan began move faster. She held onto Cynthia tightly. Jordan pressed her into the shower wall. Cynthia could feel herself move in response to Jordan's power. Jordan thrust into the woman she loved. This caused Cynthia to crumble as she came hard, pushing down into Jordan. As their bodies began to calm, Jordan held Cynthia tightly, kissing her face. They got out of the shower, exhausted. Jordan wrapped a thick towel around her wife, then herself. The two women dried off and Jordan carried her back into the bedroom and laid her on the bed. She climbed in next to Cynthia, who pulled the cover up over both of them and settled in Jordan's arms.
Jordan held her contentedly. "What time is it?"
Cynthia looked over at the bedside clock. "It's four."
"We've been making love for five hours? No wonder I'm exhausted. But I feel so incredible."
"I love you my beautiful wife. Merry Christmas."
A happy tear blurred Jordan's vision. "And I love you my precious bride. Merry Christmas to you."
Jordan's Swearing In
Jordan stood on the first day of the session in the Senate chamber behind her desk with her right hand up with the other members of the Senate and took her oath of office. She couldn't get over the feeling that she was meant to be there. Her wife, kids, family, and staff stood up in the balcony watching.
"I do solemnly swear that I will support and defend the Constitution of the United States against all enemies, foreign and domestic; that I will bear true faith and allegiance to the same; that I take this obligation freely, without any mental reservation or purpose of evasion; and that I will well and faithfully discharge the duties of the office on which I am about to enter: So help me God."
She looked up at her loved ones, who had tears in their eyes. Then she sat down, took a deep breath, and started her first term as a U. S. Senator.
Cynthia's first day at her new job
Cynthia pulled up to the gates of 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue and nervously showed her badge to the security guard. He checked for her name on the list of employees. He waved her in. She pulled up and parked her car. She checked herself in the mirror and walked into the famous building. She was led to her office, overlooking the Rose Garden. She looked down at the rings on her left hand, a reminder of her incredible relationship and then at her new surroundings. The thought struck her that for the first time ever, her life was in perfect balance. She called Jordan, excited. Jordan was just as excited and proud. Cynthia sat in her office, overwhelmed by the sheer weight of her workplace. She knew she was right where she was meant to be.
Epilogue-Six years later.
"In a landslide, Senate incumbent, Jordan O'Connor has beaten her Republican challenger with seventy-percent of the vote. Ms. O'Connor is best known for her sponsorship of legislation that established a voluntary prescription drug program with Medicare, legislation that established a National Domestic Partnership registry, and legislation that raised the minimum wage by two dollars. We join the Senator at her victory party now."
Jordan stood on the large stage at the Plaza San Antonio ballroom. Cynthia stood beside her. Laura and her partner, Amber(Benson) were standing on the other side of the couple. Behind them were Chris and his wife, Olivia. To their left, was Kate and her partner Jo, who had both become teachers on an Indian reservation in Arizona. Sarah and Tammy stood hand-in-hand with them. Jordan's mothers were up there, as was her father, his wife, and her brothers. Cynthia's relatives rounded out the family members. Jordan's staff spilled over to the floor on the side of the stage. In her arms, Jordan held her one year old granddaughter, Emily, who was Chris' daughter.
She stepped up to the microphone and the partygoers chanted her name. "First of all, I'd like to thank my wife and my family; I love you. I also want to thank my staff, all the wonderful volunteers who gave their time and energy because they believed in me. I couldn't do this without their love, support, and hard work. Last but certainly not least, I thank the voters of Texas. When I took office six years ago, it was under cloudy circumstances. This time, I've received a clear message from the voters of Texas. They like what we're doing so far, and they want us to continue with our work. I've worked hard for the people of the U.S. and Texas. It has been an honor to help the people of this nation and this state. I'm proud of the work we've done. Our employment rates are high, our economy is booming, and our Seniors are getting the prescription assistance they need. I was able to help tax-paying gay and lesbian couples get the same health, tax, and immigration benefits that other tax-paying Americans have enjoyed for years. I worked diligently to always do the right thing, to raise the bar for other lawmakers, to be more ethical, encouraging the voters of this country to demand more of their representatives. So here we go, into another exciting six years together. I will work as hard if not harder to make this country and this state even better. There is so much we have done; so much we have left to do and I will not rest until it is done. Thank you all again, I am humbled by your confidence in me and your support for me."
The group continued to chant Jordan's name. Some even held placards that said 'O'Connor for President'. Jordan began her second term with a landslide victory and a mandate from the voters that she missed out on in the previous election. She had spent six years serving with grace, integrity, and honor. She had kept her promises, but she was only scratching the surface of what she could accomplish and she was ready to find out. Little did she know, she was on the verge of greatness, as she stood there with her wife and her growing family by her side.