 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Darn her having short legs!
The sun’s rays hit her skin the moment she was out the door and it felt great! It probably wouldn’t have felt that way had it not been for the sun block. Reagan had heard Christopher’s exclamation about him getting her and she didn’t doubt it for a second. She didn’t take a chance at glazing over her shoulder because that would only slow her down.
Instead, the young woman focused on dashing for the water, knowing that at any moment her boyfriend would pop up. The pristine blue waters were now in her sight. Just a couple more dozen steps and she’d be the winner of this little race! |