She clears her throat, then crosses her arms and sticks out her hip, drawing my attention to her little black running shorts. She’s all legs.
“Eyes up here, buddy.”
My focus snaps to her face, and she’s pointing two fingers at her soft brown eyes. She smirks. “That’s better.”
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