Page 44 of Marring an Athlete

Chapter Fifteen

Michael

Michael’s blood boiled as he kept glancing in Javier’s direction. What was with that guy? From the way he was leering at Anna this morning, to the way he’d touched her at the Jeep. It took all his control not to punch the guy.

And Anna? Why was she so okay with it all? Had he been completely misreading her these last few days?

He felt like an idiot. Of course, he had. For some reason, he thought that they were growing closer together. But after her flirty encounter with Javier, he was beginning to doubt his ability to read women.

Javier pulled up to a small building with a faux straw roof. Like they were trying to make the building appear authentic. He turned off the Jeep and nodded toward the front door. “Both of your therapy appointments are in there. I’ll be back in an hour and a half to pick you up.”

They piled out, and Anna turned and waved at Javier before he drove away. “I’ll see you,” she said.

Michael stared at her. What was with the sudden flirting with the resort guide? It didn’t seem like her. He wanted to say something but then set his jaw. It wasn’t his place to say anything. He’d already made the stupid mistake of picking her up and putting her in the Jeep. Something was seriously the matter with him.

He lengthened his stride and was the first to the front door. He pulled it open, and the cool air flowed out around him. After they all stepped into the building, he followed them. There was a woman sitting at a desk at the far end of the room. She was busy reading a book with a half-naked man on the cover.

They approached, and she didn’t look up. Michael tried not to laugh at her saucer sized eyes.

“Excuse us,” Anna said.

The woman yelped and slammed the book closed. She whipped her gaze up and her cheeks turned red. “I apologize. I didn’t hear you coming in,” she said, laughing uncomfortably.

“It’s okay,” Anna said. “I get that way sometimes when I’m sucked into a book.”

The woman pinched her lips together as she opened a drawer of her desk and slipped it in. Then she planted her hands on the desktop and smiled. “How can I help you?”

“We have a therapy appointment,” Anna said.

The woman glanced at each of them. “Together? All of you?” She let out her breath. “That’s a first.”

“No, no. Not the four of us. Me and her and McKenna and Sam,” Michael said, waving his hand to each person as he listed them off. “That would be gross. We’re siblings,” he said, motioning toward McKenna.

The woman followed his gesture and then nodded. “Okay. I see. Sorry,” she said as she picked up two packets and motioned for them to follow. “This way. I’ll get you set up and the therapists will be in shortly to meet with you.”

Michael kept step with Anna as the woman led McKenna and Sam to their room, and then across the hall to where she opened the door and ushered them in. “This one is for you two,” she said, nodding toward the couch.

They took a seat, and the woman set the packet on the side table that was next to the large armchair across from them.

“Can I get you guys some water? Or a soda?” She glanced from Michael over to Anna.

“Water would be great,” Anna said.

The woman’s gaze fell on Michael.

“Yeah, for me, too.”

She nodded and left the room.

Michael leaned back, resting his hands on his thighs. The room was quiet and grated on his nerves. Things with Anna had gotten so weird this morning. What had that been with Javier? Why was she flirting with him?

He cleared his throat and glanced around. The room was decorated in a Polynesian manner. A palm tree mural adorned one wall and the colors of the furniture and pillows matched the beach.

“So, how are we going to handle this?” Anna asked. She was studying her hands but then turned to look at him.

He scrubbed his face with his hand. Why had he allowed this to become so complicated? Problem was, it only seemed complicated with him. He was the only one allowing his feelings to cloud his judgment. Anna seemed so relaxed.

“I’m guessing we just answer their questions. Shouldn’t be too hard,” he said.

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