I couldn’t help the laughter that erupted through my lungs but I had to look ahead and focus on the race before me.
I did my best to out run him but he still had a way to catch up with me. He slowed down and was now running at my own speed.
“Who’s about to be the loser now, aye?” he raised a brow and sneered at me.
I panted heavily, trying to catch my breath but I didn’t stop running. I laughed and shook my head, he wasn’t even putting half the effort I was putting in this race.
For a kiss? That’s not gonna hurt, is it?
It’s nothing, it's just a kiss. You can totally rest and catch your breath.
Thoughts of giving up to catch my breath were more spontaneous than the thought of winning.
“No!” I shook it off. “I won’t give up!” I muttered, building up courage, I increased my strides a
