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pain of his rejection stung more that she could have imagined.   She let her hand fall back to her side. “I-I’m sorry.  Derek made the suggestion when you first started flirting with me and well…” She shook her head as she realized just how much damage her words had caused.  “I shouldn’t have automatically jumped to such a conclusion.”
    He turned away from her and walked across the room, then dropped down onto the bench.  “No, y ou shouldn’t.  Just so you know if you were nothing more than a conquest to me, I wouldn’t have spent so much time trying to get to know you.”  He looked up and the pained expression on his face cut her at her core.  “I would have moved on already.  As for my rivalry with Derek…I can kinda understand why you might think what you do, but as far as I’m concerned the bad blood between me and Derek stays between me and Derek.  I would have never used you like that.”
    The guilt returned as she stared at him from across the room.  At that moment she would have done damn near anything to make things right between them.  “Holt-” 
    Before she could finish the sentence the door opened and in walked William Knutson, better known to the wrestling world as The Embalmer.  “Okay, let’s get this planning session over.  I have an appointment with the trainer in a half hour.”

Chapter 4
     
    Still suffering from an attack of guilt Emma picked at her salad as she vented to Marissa.  “I’m telling you Riss.  I really hurt him and I so totally didn’t mean to.”
    Marissa popped a grape into her mouth and cocked her head to the side.  “After what you just told me I’m not surprised he’s hurt.  I would be too.”
    Emma barely managed not to roll her eyes.  “Thanks a lot for the support.  And here I thought you were my friend.”
    “I am your friend,” Marissa shot back.  “And as your best friend it is my duty to be honest with you, which means telling you when you’ve been a jackass.”  She picked up the small bunch of grapes and pulled another one free. “What in the world ever made you think that Holt would stoop so low as to use you to get back at Derek?”
    “I don’t know.” Emma dropped her fork into her salad and sat back in her chair.  “Derek mentioned one time about how Holt was flirting with me all the time and then suggested that it might be an angle.”
    “Well that explains it,” Melissa jeered.  “Why in the hell do you listen to him, Em?”
    “He’s my brother, Riss.  He’s watched over me since I was little an d at this point he and Bryan are all the family I have left.”
    “Okay,” she held up a hand stopping Emma’s rant.  “I understand about family loyalty, but you also need to think for yourself.  I knew there was something between me and Garrett the first time I was within a few feet of him.  There was an attraction that just pulled at me.  As much as I wanted to ignore how I felt, I couldn’t.”
    Emma frowned.  “You’ve been here two weeks, Riss.  How can you possibly know that Garrett is the one?”
    Marissa grinned. “I just know.  I can’t explain it, and even if I could I’m not sure I’d want to.  There’s something sexy and mysterious about an unexplained attraction to another.”
    Emma picked up her fork and resumed picking at her salad.  “I’m guessing you’ve slept with him already.”
    “Damn straight I have and let me tell you…”  She shook her fingers as if she’d been burned. 
    Emma held up a hand stopping her mid sentence.  “I don’t want to know the gory details of your sexual escapades with Garrett.”
    “But-”
    Emma shook her head.  “I’m serious.   I have to work with him and I don’t need unsavory images or thoughts stuck in my head when I’m looking at him.”
    Marissa giggled “Spoil sport.”
    “Whatever.” Emma waved her fork in the air.  “So how did your dad take the news that you and Garrett are really involved?
    Marissa