Название: Undercover Passion
Автор: Raye Morgan
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Современные любовные романы
isbn: 9781472053039
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“Oh, sure.” She was nothing if not understanding. “You can never start working on fitness too early.”
He nodded. She was charming when she started talking about the things she felt most passionately about. She sort of lit up with an inner glow that was quite appealing. He wondered, fleetingly, if there was a man in her life. But he dismissed the thought as soon as it formed. Despite her spunk, Abby was soft and sweet and seemingly naive—all the things he wasn’t. The women he dated tended to be the women he met in the course of his workday, and as a cop, he mostly mixed with a fairly rough level of society. He wouldn’t know what to do with a woman like this.
“So tell me about the exercise programs. What are they like?”
She perked up markedly, her eyes brilliant. “Now those I have tried. They’re great, really the most comprehensive I’ve found anywhere. That was what made me so interested in joining Dr. Richie. I admire him so much. He’s been able to do what is so difficult to do—marry serious health advantages with movements that are just really fun and relaxing to do.”
Daniel raised an eyebrow. “But can he walk on water?”
She looked startled. “What?”
“Nothing. I was just being rude.”
The way her face was shining as she spoke of the good doctor, Daniel felt a twinge of jealousy. Though he would face death rather than admit it.
“How much do you know about this Richie character?”
She drew herself up sternly. “Dr. Richie is a well-respected expert in the fitness field. It’s a real honor to get this opportunity to work with him.”
She was cute in her righteous indignation, and he had trouble not grinning at her again. Could it be the exercises that were making people act crazy? It didn’t seem likely. But he couldn’t afford to overlook anything just because it didn’t fit the pattern he expected.
“How about a demonstration of the exercises?”
“What— Right now?”
“Can you think of a better time?”
“Well, if you come to the seminar…”
“I’ll come to the seminar. But I’d like to get a hint of what I’m letting myself in for.”
She frowned. She didn’t want to do it. She glanced at her piles of supplies, still languishing on the floor, and he knew she wanted to get things finished here. But she was too polite to say so, and he actually felt a twinge of guilt over putting her in this position. But it was just a twinge. He could easily ignore it.
“Okay,” she said, just a hint of her reluctance showing. Then she visibly put all that behind her and got into the swing of things. “Tell you what. I’ll do it if you help.”
Her smile was impudent. And that made him suspicious.
“What? How can I help?”
“I know some really fun things for two people to do together,” she said happily.
He forced back a laugh. He knew a few fun things for two people to do together, too, but he had a feeling they weren’t what she had in mind.
“Don’t worry,” she told him. “I’ll show you what to do.”
Reaching under her desk, she pulled out a large exercise mat and plopped it down in the middle of the room. “Okay, we are now going to demonstrate the Giaza.”
He was skeptical. He’d much rather watch than join in. “What is the Giaza?”
“It’s a set of exercises.”
“Sounds more like a set of steak knives.”
Grabbing his hand, she pulled him to his feet. “Come on, mister. You asked for it, you got it. Come sit down cross-legged.”
“Like this?” He did as she’d ordered.
“You’re nice and limber, aren’t you? And athletic, I’ll bet.”
He muttered something. For no known reason, he was suddenly feeling a little self-conscious.
“Okay,” he said, settling down, hands on his knees. He was glad he’d worn fairly loose slacks. “What’s next?”
“This is the two-person routine. I’m going to sit down, too. We’ll be back to back.”
That seemed odd. “No kidding.”
“No kidding.” She stood before him and held her hands together in front of her stomach, looking like an Asian princess. “This is a way to center yourself and prepare for a more strenuous workout. It’s mind over matter. See if you can tune into the wavelength where I’m floating.”
Oh, brother. Psychobabble. Still, he’d better keep his caustic comments to himself if he didn’t want to get kicked out of her office.
“Okay,” he said gruffly. “What happens if I bump into you?”
She started to ask him what he meant, then stopped when she no doubt realized he was referring to the floating thing. She gave him a wry look instead and he had to give her points for getting it.
“Our spiritual selves don’t bump,” she said lightly as she began to lower herself behind him. “They melt right into each other.”
“Hmm.” For some reason that appealed to him.
She settled in against him. “See? Back to back.”
“‘And belly to belly,’” he muttered to himself.
“What?”
“Nothing. This just reminds me of an old folk song. About zombies.”
He could feel her stiffen.
“Listen, I don’t know what you’ve heard, but this clinic does not turn people into zombies. That’s a slander put out by another clinic in town that is being left in the dust as Dr. Richie takes off.”
He paused, a bit taken aback by her vehemence. “It was just a joke,” he said softly.
She changed immediately. “I’m sorry. I’m just a little touchy about it.”
She settled back against him. “This exercise works better when the two are more evenly matched in size, but you can get the general idea. Raise your arms. Now sway with me.”
He raised his arms and swayed.
“Calm your mind. Let your eyelids droop. Think of water lapping on the white sands of a tropical beach. Feel it lap. Feel the hot sun on your shoulders. Feel the gentle breeze ruffle your hair.”
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