Riley
What did he mean that it was so much more than that? Even if he meant it to be helpful , his words would have done nothing but fuel the gossip fire and that was one thing I didn’t need. Not with Tokyo looming up.
He didn’t need it either, I was pretty sure. Surely he should be concentrating on the Olympics and the races he had in his future. For such a private man , he had opened us right up for the gossip columns.
“Are you ok?”
Raising my chin at him , I let my eyes take him in. He was more than just tall , dark and handsome. He looked like a statue made of marble standing there under the whitish glow of the street lights. And he was wearing pressed trousers and a heavily starched shirt. In fact I wasn’t sure I had ever seen him looking casual. Even when he had been at the lake
