Kodi had folded like a marble statue. That is, with a lot of chiseling and placating that Bishop hadn't wanted to stoop to, because he was a better man than that. It really said something about how generous and forgiving he was that he would go to such lengths for her sake. She ought to be thankful.
Instead, she was running along on the trail, trying to outpace him. Good luck with that, he thought. She was a decent runner, but not a competitive one, and she was going to exhaust herself trying to lose him.
Indeed, after the first mile, she stopped sprinting at random intervals and settled into a begrudgingly steady pace. But she still didn't look at him or otherwise acknowledge his existence, which was fine - for now. Eventually, he'd get through. He was a fixture in her life now whether
