family’s motto to herself. The Swiss live to work. And that’s why she was there. Not to continue this fun – even if it was the best fun she ever had in her life. With a deep breath, she turned to leave.
He grabbed her hand, pulled her to him and gave her a smile that sent her pulses racing again. “We can’t work the whole time we’re here. We need to explore this fun side of you again.”
“I really want to … but I can’t.”
“Never say can’t. Can’t. Won’t. Never. Those words aren’t in my dictionary.” He cocked his head. “See where that philosophy led me?”
She shook her head in answer.
“To the goddamn Olympics. We can do whatever we set our minds to and, like it or not, my mind’s set on you, Nadia.”
Chapter Four
It’d been two days since her run-in with Ty. Nadia called it a run-in because that’s technically what it was. She had told him it was a one-night fling, he had told her differently. Yet, she still hadn’t seen him. She should be happy that she didn’t have to deal with the repercussions, but her mind constantly wandered to the man and the most amazing sex she had ever experienced.
Nadia stood at the reception desk and looked around the room. No one needed her, so she clicked on the computer screen and typed in the Google search: US Snowboarding Qualifications. Once she found the appropriate link she scrolled through the last video and saw him – Ty – rolling down the snow pike as if it were as simple as a riding a bike. She studied his face as he twisted and turned and remembered the way he looked at her in the storage room. His hands grabbed the side of the board, those big strong hands that had touched her in places that had been dead for months. A whole swarm of butterflies fluttered in her belly. She closed her eyes and then a familiar voice awakened her.
“ Guete Morge .” Ty’s deep voice startled her. He stood at the reception desk, a huge smile spread across his face, those strong hands she fantasized about grabbing the side of the counter.
Great. She couldn’t allow him to see what she was doing. Acting nonchalant, she clicked the pause button and posed herself in front of the computer. “Since when did you learn Swiss German?”
He smiled and shrugged in response. “When in Rome.”
“What are you doing here?” Nadia frowned, peeking around the room with a sideways glance. No one could find out about them – it’d seem very unprofessional, to the say the least.
“You watching me on Youtube?” He pointed around her shoulder. “Isn’t that yesterday’s qualifications?”
“Oh, this?” She stepped out of the way and gestured to the computer. “Someone left the video up, and I wanted to see what it was.”
“Sure.” He smirked at her, his eyes roaming her body up and down. Then he leaned down and whispered, “So, you wearing Friday’s underwear today?”
She glanced around her shoulder and gritted her teeth. “Ty, please.”
He held his palms up. “I can’t help myself. I find that incredibly sexy.” When she pointed a stare at him, he continued, “Okay, Okay. Look I’m here for some help. Is there someone else who can help me?”
“And you think I can’t help you?”
He stuffed his hands into his jacket pockets, shuffled on one foot and looked around the room. “You work reception then?”
“Reception and Protocol. What do you need?”
He rolled his eyes and looked over his shoulder. “Well, you know how we get some free toiletries … um, I need some … a few more boxes of protection.”
Well, dammit to hell. He needed more condoms, and it obviously wasn’t to use with her since they left it with no strings attached. No. She left it no strings attached. Why did this make her jealous as hell? “A few?”
“For the guys.” He glanced over his shoulder again and this time she saw one of his teammates in the corner of the room, behind a potted plant, snickering.
“Oh, great. I’m the butt of another joke.”