Jane Linfoot - High Heels & Bicycle Wheels

‘Namely?’ He smoothed her a compliant smile.

‘You need to know I don’t mix work and pleasure.’

Taking every illicit fantasy he’d had in the last two weeks and stamping on it. Firmly. Trying to ignore that his stomach had hit the road with immediate disappointment. How had he expected anything different?

‘Fine by me.’ He reined in an escaping grin. ‘I wasn’t expecting you to do both at the same time.’

Beyond her fingers rearranging all that shiny hair on top of her head, he caught an OMG eye-roll.

‘The point I’m making is I’m not here to provide sex on tap.’ Her nostrils flared. ‘That’s definitely not what this trip’s about.’

‘Did I say it was?’ No harm in playing innocent here, but he wasn’t going to let on that he was only here because Dan had held a metaphorical gun to his head.

‘So why did you insist on bringing me then? Surely there was someone else? Anyone.’

And Jackson definitely wasn’t about to tell her how annoyed he was that he was having to come at all.

‘Maybe because we share the same taste in cartoons.’ That, she was not expecting, judging by her jumping eyebrows. He flashed her a triumphant grin. ‘You’ve no idea how the cycling roomies complain when I ask them to sit through Happy Feet . You, on the other hand, seemed more than pleased to watch it if I remember rightly.’ Naked on the sofa at one a.m., recovering between bouts. He’d been very appreciative at the time. ‘Stuff like that counts for a lot when you have to spend time with someone. No point making something difficult when it can be easy.’

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