Even though Cynthia said nothing, she felt nervous every time she saw the high priestess with Matthew Layden. She’d never focused on them before, but now she saw what some of the others were saying about the way Cynthia was wound up with him and neglecting her duties. But there was more. Her thoughts kept returning to the man who had rescued her in the desert. Not just her thoughts. Her reactions to him. She couldn’t shake the sexual longing and heightened sense of arousal that he had kindled when he’d pulled her into his arms and kissed her. In an effort to regain her sense of equilibrium, she turned back to her duties, spending more time than she needed to at the tasks she’d been assigned. She had a master’s degree in finance from Arizona State, and she was the sister who took care of the books. And while Ophelia was in charge of the riding program, Sophia had responsibility for the business aspects of the stable. The previous vet who’d been hired by the spa had been getting old and coming to check the horses less and less often.
