one who suggested the equestrian center for another program and activities for the kids. She has done a lot of research on the connection between horses and children with special needs. She even went as far as approaching and swooning, the most successful riding instructor in this field, until he agreed to lead our program here at Aaron’s Place,” Aimee said, pride filling her voice. She continued, “Without Lola around here, Aaron’s Place would not be what we always dreamed it would and could be.”
Matt looked toward Lola, wanting to acknowledge her involvement for the wonder it was, but also, since Lola seemed important to the foundation, and ultimately Aimee, a little brown nosing would go a long way. “Congratulations, Ms. Nash. Sounds like you’ve done a service to this foundation and its potential. Wes, over here, is quite the horse lover himself.”
Matt and Adam engaged Aimee and Jerry into questions and ideas for the project. Giving Wes an opening, he walked over to Lola, allowing them a bit of privacy.
“That is some wonderful praise, Lola. You mean a lot to this organization.” He said, as he stood in front of her, stopping her from looking at any of the others and focusing on him.
Still no response. Wes prided himself on his self-discipline and patience, but Lola was grating it, and at an amazing pace.
“Look, you can’t ignore me forever. I will wear you down, and you will actually have to talk to me, especially now that we will be working closely together.”
Was he really this arrogant? The fact that he had to be the most attractive man Lola has ever set eyes on, was a moot point.
“How, exactly, did you come to that conclusion of us working together hot shot? I’m a volunteer, not an architect.” Lola answered snidely, knowing she was being completely rude, but she had to pop the balloon of his ego.
With a smile that was both gorgeous and full of dirty intent. Wes winked at Lola, turned his body toward the others and said, “Matt, I know we had talked about the handling of the design and my participation, but in light of this new info, and as you said, my own feelings on riding, I’d like to handle the design myself. I’d also like to request, with Ms. Amico’s approval, of course, that Ms. Nash have full involvement of the entire process.”
He didn’t!
“I think that is a wonderful idea. Of course!” Aimee answered, unaware of the fury burning inside her friend.
She didn’t!
“It’s settled then. Let’s get you that donation check we talked about, and get the ball rolling on your expansion,” Matt said, enjoying the joy that radiated off Aimee’s beautiful face. The quartet walked off, heading back to Aimee’s office, without knowing Lola or Wes hadn’t followed.
Turning back to Lola, Wes said, “That is how a hot shot like me, came to that conclusion, partner!” With that parting shot, Wes walked toward his associates, with a smile and a new bounce in his step.
“Come on. Please, Lola. Just this one shift, that’s all I ask. I don’t want to lose the spot, and if I call in, Gitta will replace me faster than you can snap. The only reason she didn’t fire me last time, was I promised her fresh meat, that’s you by the way.” Rebecca pleaded through the phone.
She couldn’t. She just couldn’t go back to Olympus knowing he would be there. It was bad enough he had set up this ridiculous schedule, through Aimee of course, of when they could meet to discuss the first round of designs for Aaron’s Place. Falling short of getting down on her knees, wrapping her arms around Aimee’s legs, and telling her she would not let go until Aimee told her she didn’t have to work with Wes Thompson, Lola had tried everything to get out of the partnership. All Aimee could do was praise her and tell her that because of her, the expansion was going through and she should lap the rewards of it. Honestly, Lola just wanted to wash her hands of the whole thing. Until, of
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