Ryan POV
I make sure to be down at the end of my steps long before Ana is supposed to meet me. Watching me limp down there is not something I want her to do. I already feel like less of a man, I don't need the evidence of that to be glaringly obvious. I thought about canceling our run, but I didn't have a way to get a hold of her. She is all I could think about last night. I waivered between wanting to push her away so she couldn't see me be weak and wanting to see her again so I could have more of her in my mind to keep me motivated to get back out there.
When I see her, she's at the end of my block jogging her way towards me. Her outfit yesterday was a tease, but today it's just f*****g torture. She's wearing tight pants again, but this time they only extend to the bottom of her knee l
