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“You want to race?” he asks, arching an intrigued brow.
“From here to campus. Whoever loses, buys lunch.”
“You do know that I skate for a living?”
“On ice, maybe,” I taunt. “I like my chances on land.”
“Feeling pretty cocky, aren’t you?” He smirks.
“I might know my way around skates,” I retort with a teasing smile.
“Your funeral, Lottie.”
“We’ll see.”
We both stand side by side, his large frame shadowing mine, making a delicious shiver run down my spine.
“On your mark. Get set. Go!” I shout and pull the hem of his jacket back to fling myself forward.
“Hey!” I hear him yell from behind me as I skate like the wind ahead of him.
I laugh as he tries to catch up, gliding down the path as the wind whips through my hair, causing it to flutter behind me like a cape. Nate trails closely behind, his laughter echoing in the crisp, late autumn air. With each graceful turn and twist, the world seems to blur around us, leaving only the exhilarating sensation of freedom. When we finally hit the BU campus, I feelboth exhilarated and triumphant in having beaten the mighty Nate Wilder.
“I win!”
“You cheated,” he counters, pretending to be annoyed, but the wide smile stretched on his lips says differently.
“All is fair in love and war.” I wink victoriously.
He stares at me for a moment, blinking away as if trying to make sure he’s not seeing things.
“I… um… guess I owe you lunch,” he says after clearing his throat. “What are you in the mood for?”
“I know just the thing.”
A few minutes later, we’re across the BU campus, on the grass, eating hotdogs. And as usual, Nate wolfs down his food like a man possessed.
“You really worked up an appetite, didn’t you?” I tease.
“Sorry.”
“Don’t be sorry. You’re hungry. You should eat.”
“But you told me I had to pay attention to my date.”
My heart warms over the fact he’s been paying attention to my counsel.
“You remember.”
“Of course I do. I remember everything you say and do.”
My cheeks flush crimson at his sweet remark, and I tell myself that it’s the crisp, cool November wind biting at my cheeks that’s giving them their color.
“That’s okay. Go ahead and eat, Nate. I don’t mind.”
But when Nate goes quiet, my hackles rise.
“Hey, did I say something to upset you?”
