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Like a breath of fresh air she was. Anna peeked through the glass, and I waved her in. She was just what I needed to squash the pain.
She slowly crossed the room and stood in front of me. Her red skirt hugged her hips, and her tight black turtleneck showed off her narrow waist and full breasts. “Hi.” Her soft voice was like a gentle breeze on my hot skin.
I smiled at her. I couldn’t help it. It didn’t matter how angry or upset I was, all I had to do was look at her, and I grinned like an idiot.
Her eyes settled on my hands. “What happened?” she asked.
I couldn’t think of a lie, so I said, “I was working out at the gym and hit the punching bag a few too many times.”
Her lips parted as her eyes continued to linger on my hands, her brows pulled together.
“You okay?” I straightened in my seat, tucking my hands to my lap.
Her eyes flashed to mine, and she blinked a few times. “Yeah. Sorry.”
“Did you need something?” I angled my head and another stupid grin crossed my face.
“Oh. Yes.” Her tongue rolled over her teeth, which was entirely too damn distracting. I could feel a slow stir in my pants as my cock grew hard. Horrible timing. I scooted my chair a little closer to my desk and tapped my fingers, trying to conjure up a slew of images to help ease my erection.
It only took one—Donovan’s face.
“So, do you remember how the kids at the center mentioned they’d like to go horseback riding?” She was holding something in her hands. It was her mobile. She tapped at the screen and slid the phone across my desk.
I reached for it and looked at a website for a horse ranch. “Where is this?”
“Just an hour-and-twenty-minute train ride west of Dublin. A place called Tullamore.” She raised her hands up in the air, fisted them and brought them near her lips. Her eyes gleamed. “So, the thing is, they’re closing soon for the season, but when I explained what we wanted to do, they made an exception. They can get us in next weekend.”
“Next weekend?” I swiped through a few of the photos. “That’s soon.” How could I pull that off? I had to train nonstop until November.
Her shoulders slouched forward. “Oh.” Her hands dropped, but then she extended her arm out, palm up, requesting her phone back. Instead, I closed my grip around the phone and stared at her soft hand. “I can tell the kids next week that it won’t work out. That they’re closing.”
“Tell me more about it.”
Her head lifted immediately, and the excitement was back in her eyes. “Well, they have a great house everyone can stay at Saturday night. Even a big campfire thing we can do that night. And on Sunday we can all ride. They have cowboy boots everyone can use. I figure we can get permission slips to the kids on Monday, and hopefully at least a dozen or so can come.” She paused, her eyes greeting mine like an embrace of two damned souls, and all I could feel was a sharp stab of pain in my gut. This thing between us—whatever the hell it was—was going to end badly if I allowed it to start.
“It’ll be a bit pricey, though,” she said with apologetic eyes.
Like money mattered to me. I slid her phone across the desk and she caught it.
I thought about what to do. I couldn’t let her take the kids without me, but could I risk taking time off from training?
“Okay.” I reached into my wallet and slid my black American Express over to her. “Book it. Get whatever you need for the trip.” I loved seeing her happy and the thought of that great group of kids doing something they may never otherwise get to do, well, it was worth missing a day of training.
Her eyes widened as she took my card. “Thank you. The kids will be so excited.”
“How did last night go without me there?”
“It was incredible. We spent most of the night just chatting. They’re such an awesome group of kids. It’s too bad you couldn’t be there.” She chewed on her lip for a second, her eyes studying my desk, and a brief thought of pinning her hot body to it—taking her right now— flickered through my mind. Christ, what was wrong with me? “Um, can we keep this trip discreet? You know, not let anyone at work—”
I raised my hands up in the air, and her eyes landed back on my knuckles. She took a small step back in her black heels, which showed off her perfect, golden calf muscles. “I know.” I waved my hand at her. “Now get out of here, I have a meeting.” My voice was a little throatier than I had meant, echoing the desire that was still planted inside me.
She nodded and turned, and I forced my attention on my computer screen and away from her perfect arse. “Anna?”
She peeked over her shoulder at me, her beautiful straight nose and full lips on display. “Good luck at your presentation with John this afternoon.” I had almost forgotten about it. I wondered how she was doing in the program, and kind of wanted to ask John.
“I’m nervous.” Her voice was small. “But thank you.”
“You’ll do great. No worries.”
