CHAPTER 18 | Parker
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“No way,” Aiden says when I finally catch up with him. It’s the first thing he’s said to me in two days, and it’s not even sexy.
But at the sound of his voice, my body heats anyway.
So freaking annoying, I think and force myself a step closer. Aiden’s trying to eat a sandwich over the tack room sink, a quick lunch before his afternoon rides. This is also not sexy, but this close, I can see how I make his knuckles stand up white.
Good, I think, bitter satisfaction rolling through me. Now we’re both frustrated.
“No way,” he repeats and I scowl at him, ignoring the butterflies in my stomach. Even after riding four horses, he still looks incredibly sexy. I grew up around riders so I’ve never really had a thing for snug fitting breeches, boots, and laugh lines
