The Argentinian's Solace by Susan Stephens

Author:Susan Stephens [Stephens, Susan]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 978-1-4089-7382-0
Publisher: HarlequinUKLtd
Published: 2012-09-25T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

MAXIE felt as if the common sense she had lived by all her life was being jangled out of every one of her bones as her pony picked up speed to keep up with Diego’s stallion.

‘You’ll find it easier if you move up and down like this,’ Diego said as he demonstrated a rising trot. ‘Keep it easy and relaxed, Maxie. Roll your hips like me.’

That settled it. ‘I don’t need to come to Argentina to do this job for you.’

‘Of course you do,’ Diego argued firmly.

‘But I can organise everything from a distance,’ Maxie protested. Accepting Diego’s invitation would be madness, she realised, trying not to watch his muscular hips effortlessly thrusting back and forth.

‘How can you possibly imagine the scale of the celebrations we’re planning unless you come over?’ he said.

True, Maxie conceded worriedly. So it would have to be a short visit—just long enough to take a look-see and get out with her heart intact. ‘It shouldn’t take me too long,’ she mused out loud.

‘Good. I’m glad that’s settled,’ Diego agreed.

‘Can we slow down now?’

‘I thought you liked speed?’ Diego shouted back.

‘I like control better,’ she countered. And right now she was in danger of losing control of both the horse and her life. And that wasn’t a situation she could allow to continue.

‘Relax and it will all be fine,’ Diego assured her, reining in alongside.

Was he talking about the horse or the charity event? But wasn’t she a co-ordinator of fabulous events for other people to enjoy? This job in Argentina would take her business global, providing security for both Maxie and her father. She couldn’t afford to turn it down. She’d call the nursing home as soon as they got back. Depending on the news on that front, she’d make a final decision. Caring for her father always posed a dilemma. If she didn’t travel for her work she couldn’t afford his fees at the nursing home, but when she travelled away from home she felt guilty.

‘Stop dreaming, Maxie, and catch up.’

Diego had stopped beneath the sheltering canopy of a jacaranda tree. The frowzy purple blossom, dislodged by the wind, was drifting round him, creating a deceptively soft and dreamlike scene—but this was business, Maxie reminded herself as Diego explained that she would have the considerable weight of the Acosta name behind her in Argentina.

‘I’ve done very well so far,’ she said wryly, ‘but I’d appreciate any help you can give me. A charity event on the scale you’re proposing will need quite a bit of thinking about, and I want to check a few things before I give you my final answer.’

‘Don’t take too long,’ Diego warned.

‘Hey!’ she protested, when he turned his horse and nudged it from a standstill into a canter and her horse followed.

‘Have some confidence,’ he called back. Maxie was a natural horsewoman. It was something in the hips. His lips tugged in a smile. He was enjoying this uncomplicated time together, but something told him it wouldn’t last long.

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