"You look different without the mud," she confessed naïvely, and the man lifted her hand to his lips with laughter in his eyes.
"So you're the woman who distracted me at Twickenham. There I was, focusing on the ball, trying to block out the world around me, and suddenly Royal Boy here is kissing this stunning woman."
Holly blushed. "You've known each other a long time."
"I know all his secrets, but I wouldn't dare tell." The man grinned. "He's bigger and tougher than me."
Holly's eyes slid to Casper's broad shoulders and she reflected on the fact that his physique was every bit as impressive as this man who was a sporting hero to millions. Her stomach squirmed with longing and she felt herself blushing as her eyes met his questioning gaze.
"I really enjoyed the game," she said hastily. "Thanks for taking me."