Her Old-Fashioned Boss (Old-Fashioned Series) by Roberts Laylah

Her Old-Fashioned Boss (Old-Fashioned Series) by Roberts Laylah

Author:Roberts, Laylah [Roberts, Laylah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2012-12-08T08:00:00+00:00


Chapter Six

Lord help her, she’d really overdone things this time. Even with the bath she’d taken, every muscle ached as she made her way to the small kitchen.

The soft murmur of voices stopped as she entered the room. Glancing up, she found both men scowling at her.

“I thought I told you to stay in there for twenty minutes,” Roarke growled.

Ava shrugged her shoulders. “I was finished.”

“Here have a seat.” Sam pulled out a chair and guided her over, staring at her in concern.

“I’m fine, Sam,” she said reassuringly, smiling brightly. “Just overdid it a bit.”

“A bit?” Roarke replied darkly. “I’d say a lot.”

She avoided his gaze, not wanting him to see the acknowledgement in her eyes. She had overdone it, particularly after her midnight run, not that she intended to tell either of them about that.

The table was filled with goodies, pastries, croissants and fresh fruit salad and Greek yoghurt. Sam poured her out a coffee.

“After breakfast, I’ll give you a massage,” he offered, sending her a wink.

Ava shivered, her body already heating at the idea of having his hands touch her all over.

“Then you’re going to spend the rest of the day resting,” Roarke decreed, picking up a croissant.

Ava sighed, but knew arguing was senseless.

Sam held up the bowl of fruit and when she nodded, he ladled some into a bowl for her, before pushing over the yoghurt. Ava took a sip of green tea. Perfect.

Roarke stood, and grabbing a glass, filled it with water then brought it back and placed it by her plate. “Drink. You need to rehydrate.”

Barely refraining from rolling her eyes, even as she felt a happy glow at the way he took care of her, Ava did as ordered. She had to admit, bossy though they could both be, it was nice having someone look after her.

“From now on, you’re not to run for more than forty-five minutes a day,” Roarke told her.

“What?” She gaped at him. Okay, scrap that previous thought. Now he was taking things too far.

Sitting back, he crossed his arms over his chest. “You heard me just fine. Forty-five minutes of exercise a day and you need to set aside two days when you do no exercise. After this morning’s session I want you to give your body at least two full days to recover, understand me?”

“And if I don’t? How will you know?”

“If you don’t, I’ll make that spanking I gave you yesterday seem like love pats. And I will know, a Dom always does.”



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