knocked her off balance. Her arms flailed as she tumbled toward the ground, but she didn't fall. Jace caught her. As if in slow motion, his hand moved to her waist, pulling her in close to him. His strong body steadied hers, holding her upright and against him. Her hand splayed out on his chest, pressing against the firm muscle under his fine-linen dress shirt.
A tantalizing surge of desire to kiss him welled up inside of her. How would he taste? Would his face be smooth or prickly with a day's growth? Her lips needed to know, to reach out and touch him. Somehow, probably instinctively, she knew without a doubt that kissing him would be like tasting heaven.
Ella's brain worked in slow motion, desire warring with reason. She just met this man and he was a guest. She shouldn't be leaning in, rising up on her tiptoes, closing her eyes and holding her breath for him to do the same. Yet, all she wanted in this moment was this kiss. This perfect kiss.
She was glad she rescued him from the vultures.
Chapter Three
A soft giggle from the dark on the path outside the barn caught her attention. Jace and Ella froze, their lips so close Ella could feel his breath. The soft sound of high-heels on rock steps brought her down from the happy high she was on. The giggles grew louder along with a “let's check that barn again.”
Speak of the devil.
They stopped, a breath away from what promised to be an amazing kiss.
The magic spell that wove them together evaporated like mist on the wind. Suddenly, they were just two strangers standing a little too close.
“They're back,” Jace said, his shoulders creeping up and his eyes darkening. He released her, but kept his hands on her waist as he stepped back, moving closer to the shadowed corner of the stall. “I wish they would just leave me alone.”
His voice was calm and even, but Ella could sense the desperation seeping into his words. She didn't know how she knew it- from the outside he looked perfectly calm and collected, yet somehow she knew.
“You really don't want them to find you, do you?” she murmured, more to herself that to him.
“You have no idea.” His blue eyes pleaded with hers. “It's absolute torture to be around them. Please.”
“Don't worry. I'll be your knight in shining armor.” She smiled softly. As if she could say no to him and those eyes, especially after he had just told her that her dreams weren't crazy. She reluctantly pulled away from his touch. “Stay low in the stall.”
Her words had barely left and his head ducked down when the beautiful blonde's face popped out of the dark and into the warmly lit barn. Perfectly long-lashed eyes glanced disdainfully around the barn's interior. Her manicured hand moved from the barn door and she carefully wiped it on the hem of her short dress as though simply touching the barn had dirtied her.
Ella stepped out of the stall, taking her time to walk toward the intruding woman. “Can I help you?”
“You sure you haven't seen a tall, dark, and devilishly good-looking man wandering around here?” the blonde purred. She gave Ella a once over glance from head to toe, contempt flowing from her perfect doe-eyes. She waved a dismissive hand. “If you'd even notice that kind of thing.”
Ella's own hand went to her hair, smoothing it back in her ponytail. A piece of straw came out in her fingers and she tried not to blush as she tossed it on the floor. Raising her chin up a little higher, she locked eyes with the blonde and motioned to the two occupied stalls behind her.
“The only good-looking males in here are in those stalls. So, unless you're looking for a stallion, I'd look elsewhere.” She smiled so sweetly her teeth hurt. “Maybe try the bar.”
The blonde rolled her eyes and it took everything Ella had not to throw a handful of hay at her. Dislike rolled through Ella's stomach, but she kept the polite smile plastered on her face. Customer service was everything.
“Come on, girls. We have