She’d never considered the possibility of not getting a horse for Andi. She’d never been in a situation where she couldn’t deliver on an event and even if she personally thought having a horse at a wedding was insane and just asking for trouble, if Andi wanted a horse, she’d get a horse. Even if it meant having to deal with Jeff and his ridiculous "no wedding policy.” She’d get it done. And dealing with Jeff wouldn’t be that bad, Eva thought. Sure, he’d pushed all her buttons and completely tested her professionalism, but she’d gotten a few jabs in, too. And even if he was a horse guy, he was a seriously attractive horse guy. If you liked the muscly, big type. Which she did. "No." Eva shook her head. There was no time to think about men, especially one who seemed determined to make her crazy. No, she’d keep her interest in him purely professional, just long enough to get what she wanted. Or in this case, what Andi wanted. They’d planned dozens of parties together, but none so important as Andi’s wedding.
