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Mairi had not argued when her aunts came to visit and told her that Drake would be living with her as her “life coach”. When her aunts left, she had been very polite to him the way only someone lost in misery could be. But that had only lasted for a few hours since the next day, Drake had forced Mairi out of bed before dawn and gotten her into Day 1 of her training.
Looking back at Mairi, Drake noticed that she was slowing down. “If you don’t finish the rest of your push-ups in thirty seconds, you’ll do twenty more.”
“ARE YOU SERIOUS?”
A scream.
She was really moving on.
“Twenty-eight seconds and counting, Mairi.”
Shit, Mairi thought, but she didn’t bother arguing anymore. She completed her push-ups in the nick of time and dropped herself back to the floor, gasping in exhaustion. “I hate you.”
“No, you don’t.”
“I do. I’m just too tired to prove it.”
Drake crouched down so she could see him smirk at her. “No. You don’t.”
This close, it was impossible to ignore how handsome Drake was. The way he smirked was also intensely appealing, almost sexual, and she hastily looked away. It was stupid to feel like she was betraying someone every time her heart skipped a beat for another man. Stupid but inevitable, like her heart could only belong to just one person – and it was not even Mairi who owned her own heart.
She could feel Drake’s gaze on hers and she tried to ignore the way it lingered on parts of her body that he really wasn’t supposed to stare at. God, sometimes the way he looked at her made Mairi feel like she was naked when it was usually the opposite, like now, with Mairi covered from head to toe in sweats.
Her whole life, she had been basking in the sun in Florida. For the better part of the year, she had been under the Mediterranean sun in Greece. Both experiences had left her ill-prepared to handle the sub-zero temperatures of a New England winter.
“Are you really sure you understand what you’re here for?” she asked in a deliberately light tone, needing a little banter to clear her head. Drake Morrison was still staring at her in a way that made Mairi want to question her aunts for sending him to her.
When Drake didn’t answer, she continued, “Damen Leventis is a threat to my heart. Not my life.” She had to pause after that. It never failed to surprise Mairi – never failed to relieve her that saying his name was getting easier and easier. The pain wasn’t completely gone. She didn’t think it would ever leave. But at least she was coping.
She finally turned her head to meet Drake’s gaze so she could glower at him. “You’re training me like I have to be the next Lara Croft or something.”
In many ways, it was the same, Drake thought. In the past, subjecting himself to the most arduous physical challenges had been the only way Drake was able to beat his feelings for Yanna Everleigh out of his system. If it worked for him, it should, eventually, work for Mairi Tanner, too.
“You need this training,” he told her succinctly, “if only to give you a fighting chance of running away from him when you two eventually meet again.”
She forgot a little about her exhaustion at his words, incensed enough to find the energy to try pushing Drake and make him lose his balance. But he didn’t even budge an inch. Gah!
Mairi told him tightly, “I’m not going to run away from him.”
“Yes, you are.”
“I hate arguing with you. You always answer like you know you’ll have the last say.”
“I just say it like it is and right now, I can see that you’re still not completely convinced you’ll be able to refuse Damen Leventis when you meet again.”
Mairi flipped to her back and threw an arm over her eyes. She said stoically, “It’s truly over between us.”
It wasn’t, but tonight it would be. A part of himself urged Drake to allow Mairi another night to recover, but the sensible and cold-heartedly rational part of him told Drake that it was time to force her to make a choice.
When Mairi no longer spoke, he glanced down and saw that she had fallen asleep. She usually did after the punishing workout he forced her to go through every day, and normally he allowed her to sleep on the floor despite knowing she’d wake up with an aching back. The resulting pain would also be good for her, another way to keep her mind off Damen Leventis until she was completely free of him.
Making a decision, he silently scooped her up in his arms. She did not stir as he carried her to her bedroom. Drake carefully lowered Mairi to her neatly made bed before walking away to lock the door, something ingrained in Drake even though no one in the world except for Mairi’s aunts knew their whereabouts.
