My heart pounded in my chest as I listened to his panting. Although he was worn out, he caught up to me and reached out, grabbing onto the sleeve of the shirt he’d given me.
I giggled as we tumbled down to the ground, rolling onto our backs. We drew in air, synchronizing our breathing. His bare chest rose and fell with each breath.
“You’ve gotten faster!” He glowed with admiration.
“I’ve had lots of practice.” I bit my lip.
“Oh, you don’t have to tell me.” He replied with a laugh.
“I won’t be happy, ” I declared, “Until I can run so fast and far that nobody can catch me.”
“What if I want to?” He asked in a husky voice, rolling over and propping himself up above me.
“Nope,” I smiled, “Not even you.”
“You mean especially not me.” He corrected.Continue Reading