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and swiped. ‘There you go, first time lucky. If you need anything just holler. As luck would have it, I’m right next door.’
    She swallowed hard. Closed the door behind him and breathed a silent goodnight. Then she switched the air conditioning to freeze-your-socks-off and prayed she could get through working in close proximity with Pretty Boy and the weird sensations rippling through her body. Glancing over to the interconnecting door she knew every ounce of her willpower would be tested to the limits.

CHAPTER THREE
    A S Z AC STEPPED back for Dani to climb aboard the team coach ahead of him, excitement pinged through his veins, and not just because they were en route to the opening ceremony. If he thought seeing her in a cap and tracksuit would dampen his attraction to her he’d been sorely mistaken. He watched the tight curves under the figure-hugging black fabric and swallowed hard. To add insult to injury, the bus stank of muscle rub and testosterone, but the only thing filling his nostrils was jasmine and flowers.
    As if his job wasn’t hard enough.
    For the past three hours they’d pummelled the players into some kind of shape. Worked smoothly side by side, focused and determined.
    He hadn’t been distracted by the soft texture of her skin, the way her eyes lit up when she smiled or the tiny mole just below her left eye. He hadn’t thought about how good she’d felt in his arms as he’d escorted her into the ballroom last night. The way she raised his blood pressure’in a good way’even when she hurled abuse at him. In fact, he also hadn’t lain awake thinking of her only feet away in the next room, wondering what she wore to bed. If anything. Nah, he hadn’t thought about her at all.
    Frustrating didn’t come close. How the hell was he supposed to concentrate on making a good impression and getting the team match-fit if his head was constantly tuned to the bright light of her smile? Not to mention the sweet curve of her...
    Focus.
    He’d promised Tom he’d do this, chase his dream and make it work. As he thought about Tom again he fought against the memories that almost overwhelmed him’promises and guilt: a heady formula for success.
    Now he surveyed the full coach with dismay. The only available seat was halfway down, next to her, and cheers erupted the length of the bus as he sat down next to her. He shook his head and wiggled towards the aisle. Too much closeness and too much Dani were stoking a heat in his groin that he needed to ignore. ‘Looks like the Fates have put us together again.’
    ‘Oh, lucky me.’ She gave him a look that said she felt the opposite of lucky, but she winked in a kind of camaraderie way, long thick eyelashes grazing soft cheeks. Three hours of rubbing muscles and talking shoulder joint rehab had placed their relationship on a more even professional footing. Or so he wanted to believe.
    He ignored the sarcasm and flicked his thumb behind them to the squad who were now singing the national anthem with great aplomb. ‘At least someone’s in good spirits.’
    She shrugged, her cheeks pink, eyes gleaming, more with frustration than frivolity. ‘You heard the boss, they should be focusing on the game plan, not getting carried away with the excitement.’ She stood up and turned to the back of the bus. He had to admire her confidence. As a woman she seemed a little afraid of the world, but as a physio she oozed professionalism. Far from shouting, as he thought she’d do, she spoke to two players a few rows back in a quiet voice that commanded attention. Not the kind of leery attention she was probably used to’but sincere and genuine attention. She’d shown them in the treatment room that she could handle a hamstring strain as well as the next person. In the captain’s run she’d managed the five kilometres as if it was a Sunday morning stroll and had worked through the injury list in a calm efficient manner. ‘Okay, earphones in everyone. Focus . Jaxon, keep