Free Do Opposites Attract? by Kathryn Freeman

out would do him the world of good. As long as he kept away from Brianna. ‘Okay, okay, point taken. Give me five minutes and I’ll be there.’
    With a nod of her head and a confident sway of her hips, she was gone. Mitch sat back in his chair and let his mind play out their conversation. Had he just been smoothly railroaded into going out tonight? Reluctantly he laughed, admiring her style. In fact, the more time he spent with her, the more he found to admire. She still had the arrogance of the fabulously wealthy, but even he had to acknowledge part of his resentment towards that came from knowing his own roots were very different. Wealth was only part of the picture. He’d never had the luxury of a proud heritage, something the Worthington name gave her. Even he, a fashion philistine, had heard of it. But he respected that she’d been prepared to rough it out here for a week and take an interest in the charity. On a baser level, he also admired the way her smooth rounded buttocks pulled on her canvas trousers. And the way her breasts jiggled invitingly under her T-shirt.
    Desire washed through him once again and he growled in frustration. It was time to get his libido in check. He valued his job far too much to want to risk a quick tumble in the sheets with the patron’s daughter. No matter how sexy she might look.
    Five minutes later Brianna found herself wedged in the back of the jeep between Mitch and the door. Jane was on the other side of him, with Dan and Toby up front. As they bounced over the rough terrain, Brianna was constantly thrown against a brick wall. At least that’s what Mitch’s body felt like. His expression was about as forgiving, too.
    ‘You know, for a man on his night off, sandwiched in the middle of two women, you’re not looking particularly happy.’
    He grunted. ‘This is my happy face.’
    ‘Crikey. Don’t let your patients see your miserable one then. It will put their recovery back a week.’
    She shot a quick grin at him, but there was no answering smile. No warmth in his eyes. Did anything make him happy? From what she’d seen so far, he rarely laughed, seldom even looked pleased. She’d have dismissed him as boring had there not been that edge to him, the sexy sense of danger.
    ‘You know most men on a night out with a couple of women would try and charm them. At the very least entertain them.’
    She heard Jane snigger on his other side.
    ‘I’m not most men.’
    She exhaled in exasperation at his curtness but couldn’t disagree with his statement. Certainly he was very different from the men she usually went out with. They liked to talk, normally about themselves. They also didn’t feel quite so … solid when she brushed against them. The jeep shuddered and once again she was jolted against his side. There was nothing soft about him there. Nothing soft about him anywhere, to her knowledge. Tough, hard and uncompromising were better adjectives. Which made it really hard to understand why her fingers itched to run through his shaggy hair and trace the lines of that strong jaw.
    She sucked in a deep breath and looked away. God she wanted him, and the knowledge stunned her. Not only was the target of her desires so unlike anyone she’d ever dated before, but her thoughts were also totally inappropriate, given the circumstances. She was here to understand how the medical charity saved lives. Not get tangled up with the head doctor. On every level she could think of, that was just plain wrong. But it didn’t stop her wanting.
    ‘What are you drinking?’ Toby asked as they parked outside a little bar that stood on the corner of a muddy road.
    ‘Beer will be great, thanks,’ she replied, remembering her earlier faux pas over the herbal tea. Hopefully beer was a safe choice.
    Walking behind her, Mitch raised his eyebrows. ‘What, no champagne?’
    ‘Only when I’m wearing my diamonds,’ she replied tartly, her eyes sweeping round the nearly deserted bar. It was a far