The Goode Governor by J J Arias

Author:J J Arias [Arias, J J]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-12-20T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

“Haven’t seen you in a while,” Mila said as the governor entered the gym during Mila’s work out time. She set down the barbells and picked up the weighted medicine ball.

“Did you miss me?” she joked unexpectedly.

Mila read the instant regret in her face and felt compelled to cover it for her. “Yeah. I realized I don’t sweat as hard when you’re not here. It’s not nearly as fun to compete against myself.”

“Oh, is that what we do? Compete?” she asked, stretching her lower back.

“Has that been bothering you again?” Mila asked, noticing she always returned from her campaigning tours sore and worse for wear.

“Hazards of the campaign bus,” she replied with a shrug. “Josephine is convinced it makes me more approachable.” The way she rolled her eyes made Mila’s heart beat a little faster.

“Like FDR and the Whistle Stop tour,” she guessed with a wry smile.

“Have you two been conspiring?” she joked in such a light manner it made Mila wonder if perhaps she was a little tipsy at five in the morning. The campaigning must have gone exceptionally well.

Mila watched her for another minute as she stretched one side more than the other. “Do you stretch your hip flexors?” she asked, her eyes trained on her lower back.

“My what?” She dropped her outstretched arms.

Mila couldn’t help a lopsided smile. “Here,” she said as she approached her. “Try this. It will open up your hips so it won’t pull so much on your back and hamstrings.”

Standing behind her, Mila put her hands on Governor Fernandez’s hips. The proximity of her warm body and scent of her skin turned her mouth dry. “Use the machine to rest your right leg across and lean in a little,” she explained, her voice softer than she’d intended.

Despite an initial hesitation that made Mila’s stomach drop, the governor complied. When the bottom of her right foot was pressed against her left hip, Mila inched in closer, just a hair away from full body contact.

“Now, lean in,” she instructed, her chest against the governor’s back. “Do you feel that?” Her words were a whisper against the column of her long neck.

After a few moments, the Governor groaned with relief and it set Mila’s hands trembling.

“Where’d you learn that?” she asked, her voice even huskier than usual.

“Dancing is a hazardous job.”

Governor Fernandez turned around to face her. “You’re so intelligent and hardworking,” she started, and Mila knew exactly where she was going. It was the same place almost all conversations went when people found out she was an entertainer. “Why would you go into a field like that?”

Mila could tell that she had chosen her words with care. Ones less likely to insult or offend.

“You mean a field where I can make seven thousand in a few hours on a good day?” she asked with a laugh.

The governor’s wide eyes were exactly the reaction she’d expected. That figure usually left people gob smacked.

“In a night?” she echoed in disbelief.

“An afternoon, actually,” Mila corrected. “That’s where the money is.

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