Treacherous
happened.”
    “ It wasn’t Frankie.
Okay?”
    “ Then who was it?
Nathan? Some other guy you’re now hooking up with?”
    “ Mia! I’m not a slut.”
It was my turn to shove her. She laughed and broke into a jog. I
started running too. After a few minutes of silence, I finally
confessed.
    “ Nathan came to my
dorm this morning.”
    “ Ooh! He’s so sexy.
Have you felt his muscles? Damn, that guy works out.”
    “ Uh… yeah. I have.”
She must have seen the blood rush to my cheeks again.
    “ Something happened,
didn’t it?”
    “ You can say that.” I
fiddled with my hair, uncomfortable.
    “ Oh My God! Did you
sleep with him?”
    “ No!”
    “ Well, what did you do
that’s making you blush like that?”
    “ We made
out.”
    “ It must have been a
pretty hot make out session for you to be getting all flustered
about it.”
    “ It was.”
    We made it to the
park and turned onto the wide dirt track. It was nice, warm, and
sunny this morning and there were many other joggers in the park.
As my feet beat a steady rhythm in the dirt, my mind drifted to
thoughts of my two men. Was it right to call them mine? They had
made themselves a part of my life in such a short amount of time
that it was hard not to get caught up in their webs.
    Once we had jogged about two
kilometres, I paused to catch my breath. I was so out of shape. I
really should start up my ballet again. But after being treated
like a pageant queen since a young age, being paraded in front of
the world like a human doll… I quit as soon as I turned eighteen. I
found a drinking fountain and bent over to take a sip. I didn’t
hear his voice until it was too late.
    “ Hey.” I glanced
sideways through my hair and my heart skipped a beat.
    “ It
seems like you are stalking me, Franklin.” I said his
full name deliberately, hoping to annoy him.
    “ Whatever do you mean?
This is my usual route.”
    I stood up and faced
him full on. “Then why haven’t I seen you here before?”
    “ Okay, you caught me.
I saw you were going for a jog, so…”
    “ So, you followed me,”
I finished for him. “Sounds like stalking to me.”
    I began to walk back the way we had
come, until I realised Mia was no longer around.
    “ Have you seen Mia?” I
asked, turning in circles.
    “ I passed her on the
way here. She said to tell you she got a cramp and was heading
back. She’ll see you later.”
    I exhaled, blowing my
bangs out of my face momentarily. “Great.”
    Something didn’t add
up. Why did Mia seem to disappear every time Frankie showed up? I
made a note to confront Mia about it later. Right now, I had
Frankie to deal with. I took a moment to take him in—every inch of
him. It was the very first time I had seen all six-foot-something
of him.
    He wore lightweight
black jogging shorts and a sleeveless army-green shirt. It did
wonders for his lean but muscular physique. He caught me looking
and I blushed.
    He chuckled. “Like what you see?” he
said, smirking.
    “ Why are you here,
Frankie?”
    “ Isn’t it obvious? I
wanted to see you, Charli. Last night, when you left… I thought you
were mad at me about something.”
    “ I wasn’t. Sorry. I
just wanted to get home.”
    “ You don’t do that a
lot, do you?”
    “ Do what?”
    “ Get out
much.”
    “ Isn’t it
obvious?”
    “ I’m sorry to say, it
is.”
    “ Right. Thanks.” I
shoved him. He laughed and shoved me back. When I went to shove him
back, he caught hold of my hand and pulled me to him. Again, he
spoke in that low and sexy tone of his that made me
shiver.
    “ We still haven’t been
on our date.”
    I couldn’t speak. I flattened my hands
against his chest and inhaled his scent. Sweat, aftershave and the
distant smell of leather.
    “ Unless, of course,
you’re seeing that Nathan guy?” he added. I flinched and met his
gaze.
    “ I’m not. Seeing
Nathan, I mean.”
    “ Good. Then I’ll pick
you up at six.”
    I still couldn’t find the words to say
okay, or yes, or

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