Sweat sting my eyes as I was closing into the everlasting gap between me and Max. Heavily gritting my teeth, I forced myself to surge furthur.
In reality, I wasn’t looking at Max, wanting to avoid his gaze. Instead all I could was watch the long lashes of orange flames, l*****g the crisp night air.
When closer to the end, Max’s silhouette was more distinct that I could make out the thin outline that separated Max from the night sky.
Relief washed over me, as I eased past Max with my legs, wobbly and shaking.
Admiring my success, I didn't say anything before Max caught my attention.
“You call this a warm-up!” I wheezed, collapsing dramatically on the ground. “You made me run, eight laps!”
Not to mention 100 kilometres each!
Max didn't even blink as he watched me sprawled across the g
