Chapter Two
Her heart wasn’t supposed to pound like this. He wasn’t supposed to have that kind of effect on her. No one was. Only Michael. Carolina shut the door of her bedroom and leaned against it, eyes shut, desperately trying to recall the way Michael looked at her just before he kissed her. That was supposed to set her heart racing. Not Cody Hansen, crazy bull-rider who’d been on a mission to destroy himself since they were teenagers. But somehow, against her will, Cody’d wormed his way under her skin in an instant, causing it to tingle painfully, like frost deadened limbs rewarming, or a foot that had been sat on too long.
It didn’t matter that she’d behaved with the utmost professionalism while she’d worked through his intake chart. That she’d avoided looking directly into those m
