Save the Date

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Book: Read Save the Date for Free Online
Authors: Susan Hatler
here.”
    “Just joined a couple months ago.” My eyes unwittingly traveled from his face down to the white running shirt that stretched against his muscular chest. His bent arms swung back and forth, showing off his well-defined biceps. Oh. My. My tongue felt like lead, but I forced myself to speak (in lieu of ogling). “I used to go to the morning classes, but now I’m at work all day . . .”
    My voice trailed off when he glanced at my settings.
    He upped his pacing to 5.0. “I’m glad to see you.”
    “Really?” I watched his muscular legs pump up and down, his shoes pounding the track in a way that was making me flush. “Why’s that?”
    His breath was coming faster now, making me hot all over. This was so not an appropriate reaction to have about my history pal. My deliciously muscular history pal. “I could use your advice,” he said.
    “About what?” Even though I was supposed to be on cool-down, I increased my speed to 3.0. Maybe the pain in my legs would distract me from staring at Ethan’s fit and sweaty body exercising next to me.
    He rubbed his wrist across his forehead. “How can a guy tell if a woman’s interested in him?”
    Alarms sounded in my head, and my brows shot up. “Meaning interested in you , right?”
    The side of his mouth tilted upward. “Nice catch, counselor.”
    “I like to get down to business.” I upped my speed because the way his skin glistened made me want to slide my hands up his arms. More pain. Needed way more pain.
    “I’m noticing several things.” His words came out choppy from his heavy breaths. “I’ll catch her watching me, but when she sees me notice, she glances away. Also, she’ll brush my arm sometimes when she’s talking. Stuff like that.”
    So annoying for my gender. What kind of woman played those silly games?
    After eyeing Ethan’s legs again, I finally tapped my arrow until I’d reached a respectable jog. “If a girl worth dating liked you, you’d know it.”
    “How?”
    “She’d make it clear. Trust me.” I swallowed, thinking about what I’d do if I wanted Ethan. Starting with rubbing my hands all over those glistening muscles. . . Ah, I so needed to snap out of it. “Tell me about this secret of yours.”
    Glancing over, the side of his mouth curved upward. “You left so abruptly last night, you missed your chance to see it. What makes you think I’ll offer again?”
    Oh, that’s how he was going to play it? “Give me a clue.”
    His eyes heated. “What will you give me in return?”
    Several images flashed in my mind, sending so many zings through my belly, I slammed the stop button on the treadmill. Jumping off, I landed and my legs gave out.
    In a flash, a strong hand grasped my arm. “You all right?”
    Thoroughly humiliated, but determined not to show it, I raised my chin. “I worked leg weights before Zumba class, so my legs might be going on strike.”
    Seeming satisfied I wasn’t going to fall, Ethan straddled the treadmill, then leaned toward me. “I’ll show you the secret tomorrow night, after you come by my office.”
    Very aware he was still gently holding my arm, I stared up at him, and forced a shrug. “Maybe. If I’m still interested.”
    He straightened, then ran his teeth over his bottom lip. “You’ll be interested. I guarantee it.”
    “We’ll see.” Waving my fingers, I slid out of his grasp, then strode toward the exit. Feeling his eyes on me, I refused to look back.
    Tomorrow I’d shadow Ethan at his office, then go home to write my report. I wouldn’t ask to see the secret. Not even for a lifetime pass to historical museums.
    Even though I wanted to know the secret now more than ever.
     

 
    Chapter Four
     
    The next morning, I crossed my legs where I sat in Chloe’s office, ready to sell myself on her job. She’d already seen my resume, which showed some human resources experience, but not a ton. It was up to me to ease any worry she might have that I’d learn to do her job quickly

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