As they pulled into the driveway, Kendra stepped out of the car, reaching for the grocery bags.
A voice called out her name.
“Kendra?”
She turned her head, squinting slightly against the late afternoon sun. A young man was jogging toward her, shirtless, wearing only running shorts and sneakers. His toned body glistened with sweat, and his dark hair was damp, likely from an intense run.
Kendra blinked before realization dawned. A wide smile spread across her face.
“Alex?”
The jogger grinned, slowing to a walk as he approached. His eyes raked over her, taking her in like he was memorizing every detail.
“Wow, look at you,” he said, stopping in front of her. “You look amazing. How long has it been?”
Mark, still standing by the car, felt a sudden tightness in his chest. He shut the car
