66. Pace


He had a longer stride than her, much longer. Every time she tried to walk along side Jaxton Tanner it seemed that Alicia had to quicken and sometimes double her pace in order to be able to.

Panting she was panting like a dog in the hot, hot sun. Sweat dripping down her face as she tried to nearly run along side him.

Suddenly he stopped, put his arm out and grabbed her to hold her still.

“Are you alright? Do you have a stitch in your side? Did you hurt yourself?”

“No, no I’m f-fine” she breathed. “You’re fast”.