experience.â
âI asked you. Would you like me to ask someone else?â
She wondered what heâd say, or do, if she said yes. She wondered why she wasnât jumping at the offer to get out of this situation entirely. âDespite your earlier reassurances, Iâm thinking turning down a personal friend of the boss isnât going to do me any favors.â
âKate has nothing to do with this. In fact, she doesnât even know Iâm asking.â
That tidbit surprised her. Of course, he could be lying. But she didnât think he was.
The twinkle resurfaced, as did the eye crinkling. He was intensity personified, which she was clearly struggling to resist. She really didnât need him to be charming, to boot.
âIn fact,â he went on, âwhat with the double duty youâre already pulling with the new horse, she might not be all that happy with me for asking at all.â
It was his voice, she decided, as if he was hypnotizing her or something. She was looking straight at himâlike she could look anywhere else, even if she wanted toâand she could swear he was telling the truth. Maybe she was paranoid. Maybe he really just wanted lessons and to kill some down time flirting with the new girl. Hell, for all she knew, maybe he nailed every female who came to work there as a matter of course.
But being paranoid was what had kept her and Springer safe this long. She couldnât afford to be any other way. Which certainly didnât explain why, every time she opened her mouth around this man, she couldnât seem to help but continue the verbal foreplay heâd so effortlessly begun. Like, even if she didnât have bigger things to worry about, sheâd want the attentions of a guy who was more interested in racking up notches on his bedpost than caring who he notched them with. Heâd all but admitted she wasnât even his type.
Her forehead began to throb. What she really needed was to go lie down somewhere and give this pheromone fog presently poisoning her every chance to dissipate and leave her the hell alone.
But, instead, she smiled right back at him, and said, âSo, youâre essentially trying to get both of us in trouble.â
His lips curved. There was a flash of white teeth. âIt looks that way, yes.â
Poisoned, surely that was it . âSo, now I either say yes or I say no, and you go bother one of my staff and distract them from their duties, which will just get me in trouble anyway.â
His grin was brief, but downright lethal. âInteresting how that works.â
So, he was even more dangerous when amused. Sheâd have to remember that. âWhen did you want to begin?â
He looked briefly surprised. Hunh. Well, it was good to know she could get him off balance. At least she had some leverage, slender thread though it may be. Then she had another thought that had her swallowing a grin of her own.
If it was leverage she needed, well, maybe she just needed to get him up on the back of a horse first.
Chapter 3
âR iding lessons? You?â Donovan MacLeod laughed. Hard. âDonât start. Iâm actually doing this for you and your significant other.â
âRight. So when you get thrown on your ass, itâs all my fault.â
âYou learned to ride. How hard can it be?â
âVery funny.â Mac stood at the edge of the patio, staring down the sloping back hill to where the stables were. âBut why donât you just come out and admit that what this is really about is you wanting to get her naked?â He turned and grinned. âWhich, when you think about it, is also a form of riding lessons. Just without the crop.â His gray eyes gleamed. âI assume, anyway.â
Rafe didnât take the bait. âIâm serious about this. I think there is something else going on where sheâs concerned. Or I sure as hell wouldnât be getting on the back of