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What is it with this guy?  He is starting to look pissed now.
    “That figures,” he sighs and looks back at Jen and Maverick at the yards seeming to resign himself to something.  “I’m Jax Walker.”
    What.The.Fuck ? 
    He is named after the love of my life?  How did this happen? 
    Thank you God . 
    Seemingly all my hard work and injuries are now paying off.  How else would I have had a chance to meet this version of Jax without having stacked headfirst off yet another horse?  I knew there had to be a higher meaning to my dogged persistence to become an adult equestrian and here-he-is.
    “You planning on getting outa that car and showing me your horse?”  He asks impatiently.
    “Um, well that’s complicated.  I know that Jack wants me to ride my horse in front of him, but I have a slight problem with that.”
    I lift my bandage wrapped wrist towards his face for his inspection.  I notice that his eyebrows lift and a muscle starts to twitch in his cheek.
    “I had a little fall off him a few days ago.  In doing this, I sprained my wrist, broke two ribs and got the concussion from hell.  I have just spent the last two days lying in a dark room vomiting if I moved my eyes.”
    “I see…  That is a complication …  Who's Jack?” He asks drawing his eyebrows together and pinning his sunglasses on me.
    “Your boss?   I think… the older guy who Jen was referred to by her friend.  The guy who is going to retrain my horse for me so next time I climb on him, I can stay there.  Is there any chance you can help plead my case to him and get me out of the riding demonstration for today?”
    Well I wasn’t going to say his boss was an old guy, just in case he is one of those guys that have a good relationship with his boss.  The last thing I need to do is offend him even more when he already seems pissed enough with me as it is. 
    At this rate I doubt he’s going to be receptive to my rapidly forming marriage plans for him.  Especially if I say anything else to annoy him more than I already have.
    Jax suddenly throws his head back and starts laughing. 
    Loudly and heartily.  
    Not exactly the response I was expecting, but boy is it good to watch.  His laughter booms over the top of the car and it gives me an opportunity to see the flash of his neat white teeth and bingo, the mother lode, two gorgeously perfect dimples. 
    I love dimples!  
    Could this day get any better?
    I dreamily stare at his dimples, mesmerized.  As I stare, he finally stops laughing and stoops back over the car to look me direct in the eyes again.  Well I think he is looking me direct in the eyes, it is a bit hard to tell through his dark sunglasses.
    “Y eah, I can probably do that.  Well at least for today anyway,” he chuckles and continues smirking while examining my face carefully.
    “Thank you, thank you, thank you !  You are a legend.  You don’t know how much that is going to mean to me.  I’ve been petrified that Jack is going to turn my horse away because I can’t ride him today,” I babble.
    I begin to develop a plan to gracefully exit my vehicle and give him a thank you hug.  I have decided that a hug would be an excellent idea.  I have decided this because I will then get the opportunity to cop a feel and confirm that his chest feels as hard and muscle-bound as it looks.
    “He is.”
    “He is what?” I ask confused.
    “Going to turn you away,” he returns.
    “Um, how do you know that?”  I ask as I swallow softly because a lump is forming in my throat.
    How could he know that?
    I haven’t even spoken to the guy yet.  Jax must have his boss’s trust if he lets him make decisions on his behalf.
    “Coz I’m Jack,” he grins cheekily at me.
    “My parents love America and decided to call me Jax instead of the Aussie version of the name, Jack.”
    Mortification hits me and sends ice to my veins. 
    Oh my God!
    He’s the old guy Jack?  And I called him older?  Shit.  Jax might be ten years