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I gave in. “I will allow it this time.”
I saw the look in her eye. She hadn’t missed it. I’d hinted there would be a next time. I hated to disappoint her and didn’t want her to wait for my call. For the next several days, all I wanted to do was train and maintain my weight.
Why couldn’t we have met after the match?
Thoughts like these were a warning that I couldn’t be around her. She was dangerous. A temptation that could ruin everything I’d worked for. And since she made it clear how she feels about boxing, it’s not like there could be anything between us even after the match.
CHAPTER 4
Sydney
“Amanda I’m telling you it was an accident. I never meant to hurt him. I didn’t even know he was there,” I said for the third time.
She took another sip of her coffee and said, “I am not saying you’re lying. It’s just I see the look in your eyes when you tell the story. You don’t seem...distraught like I would expect you to be. Whataren’tyou telling me?”
“Did I mention the rats?” She nodded. “How about Mike having twins early?” I nodded a second time. “The nails in the wood?”
“Yes. All the boring stuff. None of that would explain the dreamy look you have. So, tell me about something personal about him,” Amanda demanded.
“Can’t you just eat your waffle and forget that I ever mentioned it?” I knew that was impossible. I would be doing the same thing to her.
“Maybe if you tell me about him, I will be bored and change the subject. So, what does he do for a living?” she asked.
“Don’t know. He never said. I assume he works in an office somewhere.” More than likely, he was the CEO.
“What do you know?” she asked.
That he is a hunk. Just pure sexy. “He’s attractive.”
“Even covered in all that blood?” she teased.
“Very funny.”
“I know. So when you say attractive, do you mean jaw-dropping, get-you-wet type of attractive or your average guy?” she prodded.
Definitely the first. “He’s handsome but I wasn’t paying attention to every detail of his appearance. I was concerned about his injury.”
“Makes sense. So why don’t you give me his name, and I will Google him,” she suggested.
“I can’t do that. Patient, doctor privileges.”
She laughed. “You’re a vet. I don’t think that rule applies. And besides, did you see him in your office?”
“No, but...”
“Did you bill him?” She cut in.
“Of course not. I’m lucky he isn’t suing me,” I reminded her.
“Don’t see that happening. Okay, one last question. Do you like him?” she asked.
“Like him? I don’t even know him. And besides, he lives in one of those places where the ‘more money than God’ lives. You know I don’t date men like that anymore.”
“One bad experience doesn’t mean they are all self-centered,” she stated.
“It wasn’t just one if you recall. And I know what I like, and that’s not it. If you want, you can date him,” I blurted out but didn’t mean it.
“Fine. What’s his name,” she asked.
