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friendly meeting? I was taken to the car after a few more minutes and we went home without any problems. Tired, I took off my clothes and Kia came to pick them up, saying she would wash them. Afte

n would I be able to live in peace? Halfway through, my thoughts brought me panic. I stumbled and lost my rhythm, breathing incorrectly. I stopped, with my hands resting on my thighs, and leaned over, taking a deep breath. "Calm down, Katherine." Brady stopped beside me, not touching me. "I'm calming down." I raised my finger. I sat down on the sand, drying my sweat and asking for water. I heard footsteps, but since Brady didn't seem alarmed, I didn't move. If he had tensed up, I would have stood up right away. "Did something happen, Kate?" I jumped when I heard Dominic's voice, throwing some sand away, some of it hitting him. "What are you doing here? Your house is on the other side." "I like running on this beach." - He was wearing only shorts and sneakers. It was very difficult not to lose my gaze on his defined chest. I lifted my face and looked into his eyes, giving a wave. I looked at the stretch of sand that was left and wondered if I could do it. I looked at Brady, who was further away and I didn't understand why he didn't come closer, shy and ready to get me into a car as quickly as possible. Boys weren't allowed to approach me. At school, there were really cute boys that interested me and due to my father's stupidity, I couldn't talk to them. All the girls in my year had already kissed. Some weren't even virgins. They did everything and were relatively free to enjoy the inconsequences of age. I wanted to be like them, to have physical experiences, to feel my body like that of someone who had the right to live. - Do you want to run a little more with company? - I think I'll try. - I looked back at the route. - Set your own pace. - Dominic gestured, I swallowed hard and turned. Brady was further away, I could hear his footsteps and see his shadow, but it was Dominic's presence that completely took away my concentration. How could a sweaty person running in the hot sun smell good? I could feel his firm, heavy steps sinking into the sand; the man was a giant. We walked all the way to the sidewalk. He bought water for the three of us. "You run well." Dominic opened mine and offered it to me. "Have you been training for a while? Ever sin