Lock You Down by Jessica Gadziala

Nixon –
I used to think stalkers came in one of two categories-
Creepy guys who won’t take no for an answer, and
Women scorned.
That was until I met Reagan.
A woman with secrets.
Secrets I planned to get out of her one way or another.
Among other things.

Reagan –
No sane person decides to be a stalker.
And no smart woman gets the hots for the very man who was supposed to thwart her mission.
I guess that made me both less-than-sane and stupid.
Somehow, I was okay with that.
I knew why it was important to do what I did.
And, maybe, in Nixon, I would find someone who would understand, who would help me.
Even if he grumbled the entire time.