Thursday August 14th started like any other day. My morning commute to work was uneventful, and the day itself was slow. My job as a financial analyst in mid-town Manhattan keeps me pretty busy, arriving early and usually leaving late. Most days I do not get to leave until 7:00 pm or so, but this day turned out differently.
Throughout supper, and in fact for the entire evening, I couldn't help but sneak glances at Kalin. Once or twice, I think I caught him watching me too. But with dad in the room, I didn't dare to do or say anything more. Anyway, by the time I went to bed, I figured that would be it. Like I said last time, I was a bit naïve.
There is nothing so simple as getting what you want.
I get everything I want. Come hell or high water.
I’ve seen you before running down the street around midnight. You choose the oddest hours for a run. I love the way you run so graceful without making a sound on the concrete. I love the way you sweat, the way it runs over your body in caressing rivulets.