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Emma rubbed my shoulder. No-nonsense,
focused, she didn’t say anything, either. Until she was satisfied
with her work.
    “That’s it for
now.” She patted my arm. “Let me stretch you.”
    I had a yoga mat
already laid out for the purpose. Stretching was my friend. It didn’t
used to be, but I’d learned over the years the advantage it could
provide, and the pitfalls it could avoid.
    She had me lying flat
on my back in no time. Cheesy lines came to mind, stupid flirtations
about liking her moves or letting her have her way with me. I kept my
mouth shut as she knelt at my side and brought my leg up and back,
pressing on the back of my thigh.
    “Hot enough for you?”
I asked as she leaned on me with her body weight.
    “What?” She looked
up like she had no idea what I was talking about.
    Damn it. That’s what
I’d come up with, talking about the weather? Man, I had no game.
    “I mean this Texas
heat,” I explained, into the perfectly air-conditioned hotel room.
    “I guess I’m used
to it.” She kindly engaged with me, instead of pointing out the
lameness of my comment. “I’m from Florida.”
    “What part?”
    “Vero Beach.
Mid-Atlantic.”
    “Do you like it
there?” Now she pressed against my shoulder, twisting my thigh
across my body, a deep hip stretch. Just what I needed.
    “So many questions.”
She smiled at me, her light brown eyes teasing and amused. Damn she
was gorgeous, in such a simple, understated way. “How about I get
to ask you some?”
    That made me tense up.
I didn’t like questions. I didn’t mind the spotlight, so long as
it focused on my swimming performance. Personal investigations? No
thank you.
    “We’re going to be
spending a lot of time together over the next four weeks,” she
persisted. “It only seems fair.”
    “What do you want to
know?” I didn’t mean to, but I nearly snarled at her. I was
pretty accustomed to fencing myself off.
    “Where’d you grow
up?”
    “Outside Boston.”
Honestly, I was surprised she didn’t know that. I figured she’d
read a few profiles of me before getting this job. But maybe she was
one of the few who kept her nose out of the press? Another reason to
like her.
    “Do you like it
there?”
    “It’s been a long
time since I’ve lived there.” I’d basically moved out when I’d
gone to Stanford, then lived in Arizona to train after graduation. My
parents had split when I was around 14, a real banner year in my
life. I’d nearly died drowning after a boating accident. Plus, all
the yelling.
    “Do you miss it?”
She turned me around, chest facing the floor, then kneeled on the
backs of my thighs and grabbed my wrists to give me a shoulder
stretch. As small as she was compared to me, she was impressively
athletic, strong and flexible. She and I could really have some fun
together.
    Torso up, exhaling into
the stretch, I answered honestly. “Sometimes. But I don’t think
about it much.”
    “Is your family still
there?”
    “Yes.” Funny, when
she said family I pictured my friends, Liam, Jax and Ian. The ones
I’d been with through hell and back. It had been too long since
we’d all gotten together.
    “Do you miss them?”
    “Yup.” I didn’t
explain my answer. I’d made my peace with my parents, but we’d
never been that close anyway. As for explaining anything else? Too
complicated.
    It was time to turn the
tables. After she eased me down, I looked at her with a gleam in my
eye.
    “Have you gone for
your run, yet?”
    “No, I slept until
eight. I’m such a slacker.” There was that smile from her again.
Was she teasing me for getting up early? So sassy.
    “Why don’t you lie
back?” I suggested. “I’ll stretch you.” OK, I hadn’t
intended that with a double meaning. I’d really meant I could
stretch her hamstring for her. But now that I’d mentioned it…
    “No, that’s fine,
you’d don’t have to.” She looked away, flushing. Seemed like
her mind had gone the dirty route as well.