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292 pages, Paperback
First published May 1, 2017
“Wow, was that three miles already?” She huffed slightly.
“Yeah.”
“That went fast right?” She put her hands on her hips as she slowed to a walk and he pulled up beside her, “Or is that just me?”
“No, it went fast. Barely felt like work.”
“I guess the secret is good company.” She smiled up at him and he barely resisted the urge to brush a loose strand of hair off her sweaty forehead.
Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes were bright. She was breathing hard, causing her breasts to push against the spandex bra she was wearing. She licked her lips and he had to force his gaze away from her mouth.
Jesus, she was sweaty and panting and all he could think about was how she’d look the same way naked and in his bed after he satisfied the urge to drive into her sweet little body over and over and over again. There was something wrong with him. His libido hadn’t been this overwhelming since he was a horny, teenage boy that just figured out what his dick was for.
Shane forced himself to step back and put some more space between them, “I guess it is. That was fun.”
“It was fun. Thanks for inviting me.”
“Thanks for making it interesting.”
She grinned, “Want to do it again tomorrow?”
Tomorrow. Yes. He tried not to immediately nod his head like an overeager puppy. Yes. He’d told her that he ran every day before work. She could join him every morning while she was here. It would be hell on his dick and his showers would have to be cold afterwards but he’d get the pleasure of her company all to himself for a little while and he’d get to start his day on a high note.
“Sure.” He shrugged, “You’ll have to get up a little earlier if you plan to start with me. I do ten miles on Saturdays.”
“But it’s the weekend, shouldn’t you do less or something?” She whined, “Even God rested on the weekend right?”
“He rested on Sunday and so do I. On Saturday, I run ten. Are you in?”
“Yeah, sure fine.” She shrugged, “My trainer would love you, making me run on my vacation.”
“I’m not making you do anything. You don’t have to run with me. I only offered.”
“Like I’m gonna turn down all of that.” She motioned to his chest again, “Speaking of shirts, don’t wear one, like ever. You should never, ever, cover that chest.”
He laughed and stepped back again, “Go inside, Lemon. We’re done here.”
“Bossy bastard.”
“Incurable flirt.”
She grinned, “You stop flirting with me and I’ll stop flirting with you.”
She had him there and they both knew it. He couldn’t seem to help himself. It was just like with their arguments. It had always been the same way, even when they were kids. She volleyed and he had to serve it back. Vice versa, she always had a comeback for him. And it was fun.
“I’ll see you tomorrow morning.” He started walking backwards towards his house.
“See you, Shane.” She rolled a finger wave at him, “Have a good day at work.”
“Thanks. You have a good day…doing whatever it is you’re doing here.”
“Resting.” She shrugged, “I’m just taking a few days to rest.”
“Then rest, because we’re doing ten miles tomorrow.”
“Nazi.”
“Tease.”
She giggled, “Bye Shane.”
“See you later, Lemon.” He grinned before forcing himself to turn and jog back to his house.