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here for another
couple hours.” It was already 6. Sean was trying to get out of it
nicely. Krista should have let him, but the only thing waiting for
her at home was Abbey and an empty room. She wasn’t seeing Paul
anymore and the lonely nights were starting to wear on her. She
needed the friend he said he would be.
She shrugged, “That’s fine. I can work on
the never ending list you gave me.”
He looked up, seemed half-dead then looked
at his watch, “Get your stuff, let’s go. We’ll do your thing then
order dinner. We can talk about my list. We need to figure out a
way to divide it up better.”
Surprised, Krista reached down, grabbed her
handbag and jacket, turned off her computer, and stood up.
“Ready.”
“Christ, you don’t mess around when it’s
time to go home.”
“I hate the train.”
“Don’t blame you. C’mon.”
Chapter Five
Krista was dropped off at her house to
change. She was worried and excited and anxious and energized. She
even had nervous pee, which she took care of before she left the
house.
They met on the beach, halfway between their
houses. Sean was waiting for her down by the ocean, watching the
cresting waves as she walked up next to him. The setting sun was
highlighting his features, outlining his body and tussled hair. He
turned to her, and his eyes turned luminescent.
Krista was struck by his
look. It held such tender longing her throat constricted. His eyes
were searching as they looked at her, into her. He was in a place of
comfort, and he was sharing it with her. He was opening up and
inviting her in.
She sighed like a lovesick girl, meeting his
eyes and being swept away.
“I’m going to tell Jasmine,” he said
quietly, a smile flickering.
“I introduced her to Mr. Montgomery. Within
the meeting she got three different sighs. It nearly killed her.
Poor Marcus got a ton of Thump Birds after that.”
Sean laughed, back to his relaxed self,
“Okay, what’s up first?”
Krista threw him a jump rope, “Get to
it.”
“I hate jumping rope. I had to do it for
boxing all the time.”
“You box?” Krista stepped away from him,
looking for a hard patch of sand. It didn’t exist.
Sean, seeing the predicament, flicked his
head in the direction of the sidewalk. As they started walking he
said, “I did. When I was younger. My dad thought it’d make a man of
me.”
“What did he say when he realized it
failed?”
Sean laughed and pushed her lightly. They
got to the sidewalk and went for it. Krista, seeing she was
outdone, moved away to go at her own pace. Sean rarely got tangled
up and he was jumping really fast. He was nowhere near Krista’s
caliber of clumsy.
When they were done they went for a jog.
Krista was obviously more in shape so she kept the pace light—light
for her, anyway. Which Sean realized. He hated every minute of it,
but being that he couldn’t speed up without dying, he had no choice
but to swallow his pride and get beat by a girl.
They finished with some yoga. Krista still
hadn’t been to a class, but she had looked some things up online
and worked on those. The little she knew was great for focus,
stretching and relaxation. Also for breathing. She didn’t dare try
the moves that looked like a contortionist at the circus—she
figured she needed an instructor and an emergency brake for
that.
They went back down to the waterline so it
would be more tranquil. Even so, Sean wasn’t feeling it.
“I don’t…bend this way,” Sean said in a
grunt.
“Is that code for you sucking at something?”
Krista said with a laugh as she inspected his pose from behind.
He was supposed to have his left leg in
front with his right behind, both legs in line as his hips faced
forward. It was a sort of lunge, with the front leg bent and the
back leg straight. The arms were supposed to be high up overhead
with the shoulders as far away from the ears as they could go.
Sean had the lunge easily. It was getting
his hips and torso
couple hours.” It was already 6. Sean was trying to get out of it
nicely. Krista should have let him, but the only thing waiting for
her at home was Abbey and an empty room. She wasn’t seeing Paul
anymore and the lonely nights were starting to wear on her. She
needed the friend he said he would be.
She shrugged, “That’s fine. I can work on
the never ending list you gave me.”
He looked up, seemed half-dead then looked
at his watch, “Get your stuff, let’s go. We’ll do your thing then
order dinner. We can talk about my list. We need to figure out a
way to divide it up better.”
Surprised, Krista reached down, grabbed her
handbag and jacket, turned off her computer, and stood up.
“Ready.”
“Christ, you don’t mess around when it’s
time to go home.”
“I hate the train.”
“Don’t blame you. C’mon.”
Chapter Five
Krista was dropped off at her house to
change. She was worried and excited and anxious and energized. She
even had nervous pee, which she took care of before she left the
house.
They met on the beach, halfway between their
houses. Sean was waiting for her down by the ocean, watching the
cresting waves as she walked up next to him. The setting sun was
highlighting his features, outlining his body and tussled hair. He
turned to her, and his eyes turned luminescent.
Krista was struck by his
look. It held such tender longing her throat constricted. His eyes
were searching as they looked at her, into her. He was in a place of
comfort, and he was sharing it with her. He was opening up and
inviting her in.
She sighed like a lovesick girl, meeting his
eyes and being swept away.
“I’m going to tell Jasmine,” he said
quietly, a smile flickering.
“I introduced her to Mr. Montgomery. Within
the meeting she got three different sighs. It nearly killed her.
Poor Marcus got a ton of Thump Birds after that.”
Sean laughed, back to his relaxed self,
“Okay, what’s up first?”
Krista threw him a jump rope, “Get to
it.”
“I hate jumping rope. I had to do it for
boxing all the time.”
“You box?” Krista stepped away from him,
looking for a hard patch of sand. It didn’t exist.
Sean, seeing the predicament, flicked his
head in the direction of the sidewalk. As they started walking he
said, “I did. When I was younger. My dad thought it’d make a man of
me.”
“What did he say when he realized it
failed?”
Sean laughed and pushed her lightly. They
got to the sidewalk and went for it. Krista, seeing she was
outdone, moved away to go at her own pace. Sean rarely got tangled
up and he was jumping really fast. He was nowhere near Krista’s
caliber of clumsy.
When they were done they went for a jog.
Krista was obviously more in shape so she kept the pace light—light
for her, anyway. Which Sean realized. He hated every minute of it,
but being that he couldn’t speed up without dying, he had no choice
but to swallow his pride and get beat by a girl.
They finished with some yoga. Krista still
hadn’t been to a class, but she had looked some things up online
and worked on those. The little she knew was great for focus,
stretching and relaxation. Also for breathing. She didn’t dare try
the moves that looked like a contortionist at the circus—she
figured she needed an instructor and an emergency brake for
that.
They went back down to the waterline so it
would be more tranquil. Even so, Sean wasn’t feeling it.
“I don’t…bend this way,” Sean said in a
grunt.
“Is that code for you sucking at something?”
Krista said with a laugh as she inspected his pose from behind.
He was supposed to have his left leg in
front with his right behind, both legs in line as his hips faced
forward. It was a sort of lunge, with the front leg bent and the
back leg straight. The arms were supposed to be high up overhead
with the shoulders as far away from the ears as they could go.
Sean had the lunge easily. It was getting
his hips and torso
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