India Grey by At the Argentinean Billionaire's Bidding

Author:At the Argentinean Billionaire's Bidding
Language: eng
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Published: 2012-04-27T20:07:33+00:00

CHAPTER NINE

EXPERThands moved slowly, firmly, over Alejandro’s aching back and stiff shoulders, smoothing out the taut muscles, pressing away the tension.

Or that was the idea.

Lying on his stomach in the low, bluish light of the steamroom, he shifted restlessly, moving his head to the other side where he could see the smooth curve of Madalena’s pretty behind as she leaned over him, massaging his back with long, firm strokes.

The steam closed around him, seeping into his tight muscles. He needed this, he told himself grimly. The Barbarians rugby match had cost him a lot of time away from polo, and he’d spent the last three days in the saddle, working obsessively on his technique and getting to know the new horses ahead of tomorrow’s match.

‘You’re very tense,senor ,’ Madalena said softly.

Making a huge effort, Alejandro flexed his fisted fingers and tried to relax, tried to focus his mind on the game. The new palomino was a dream to ride, and he was looking forward to trying her out tomorrow.

She had an energy and a responsiveness that told him that whatever he asked of her she would give—quicker, better, more bravely than he would ever have expected. With her gleaming golden colouring and silver-blonde mane, she was also beautiful.

Now who did that remind him of?

‘Please, you must try to relax,senor .’

Madalena’s fingers pressed into his tense, aching shoulders and Alejandro gritted his teeth.

Mind on the game. Concentrate.

Tomorrow’s game was an important one. San Silvana and La Maya were old rivals, and the eight players on the field would be some of Argentina’s highest ranking and most respected, himself included.

That was why he’d been practising for twelve hours at a stretch for the last three days. Of course it was.

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It was to ensure that they got back the title taken from them by La Maya last year, and had nothing at all to do with trying to avoid…

‘That will be enough, Madalena,’ he snapped, sitting up abruptly.

The masseuse stepped backwards in surprise, her oiled hands held out in front of her. ‘But, Senor D’Arienzo, I’ve only just begun. There’s a lot of tension in your lower back and your thighs—’

‘I saidenough .’

Skilled and professional though it was, tonight her touch did nothing but set his teeth on edge. There was no way he could endure the feel of her hands working down his body, over his heated skin, while his mind refused to concentrate on tactics for tomorrow’s match, and instead insisted on returning to the same dangerous territory.

Tamsin bloody Calthorpe.

Madalena slipped quietly away and he threw himself down onto a mosaic-tiled bench, breathing in the dense, pine-and-lavender-scented steam. The heat seared down inside him, scouring his throat and lungs, and he ran a hand over his sweat-slicked face.

She really was incredible. He’d thought that at least she’d make some pretence of working on the commission, but Giselle had informed him that apart from a couple of hours on the first day she hadn’t even seen Lady Calthorpe.

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