 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Reagan didn’t think that being a shortie ever had its advantages. But just maybe this time it did. Hope actually sprang into her as she chanced another glance over her shoulder. There was no sign of - oh wait. Never mind. He was right THERE, a few feet behind her. Of course he was. Rather than letting the boyfriend’s close proximity daunt her spirit, Reagan pushed herself to increase her pace until…
Until clear blue water lapped at her feet.
Only then did the actress relax and turned in Christopher’s direction. “I win!” she announced unnecessarily, jumping up and down like an excited child on Christmas morning. “I hope you’re not feeling too bummed about your loss, Sir.” |