On the other side, Sakura asked Mary, “Can I borrow your hair tie?”
Mary laughed. “Sure.” She pulled her hair tie and gave it to Sakura.
Sakura pulled her shirt off as Mary laughed. “You’re getting serious.”
“We’re losing,” Sakura said. “And I’m not losing to the likes of that man.”
“Which man?” Mary asked.
Sakura didn’t answer. She was now only wearing her white tank top and super skinny jeans. She breathed a sigh of relief because her body was covered with sweat. She pulled her hair back and formed it into a loose bun at the top of her head. She didn’t know she looked rather fetching with her skin glistening with sweat, her cheeks blushed a perfect pink color, her lips dark red, and her eyes bright with determination.
Mary hid a smile. Gosh, Richard was going to have
