The Psychic and the Senator by Annabelle Winters

He’s ruthless, arrogant, and the country would be better off with him dead.
So what do I do when I have a vision of him being killed?
But that isn’t the vision that’s driving me close to madness.
It’s the other vision I had.
The one where I’m his.
His and his alone.
Every inch of me.
Every curve.
Inside and outside.
I’m his in that vision, and I don’t know what to do.
Ohgod, what do I do?