MR. MANNING IT WILL stay then, Sarah told herself. The more impersonal their short relationship, the better. She followed him down the long hallway, admiring his taut behind all the way, and hating herself for it.
As he walked two strides ahead, Sarah noticed he had a slight limp. She wondered what had happened in his past to cause such an injury. Compassion pricked at her for a second but was quickly replaced with disapproval. He probably got it during some daredevil stunt meant to impress whatever woman he was after at the time. She could just imagine him bungee jumping or skiing down a widow-maker, just to show off his machismo and win a woman's admiration.
It would be a lot easier if they could remain formal and distant. She'd do her job while she was here, he'd do his. Or at least i
