Disclaimer: Twilight is owned by Stephanie Meyer, which is not me.
I was running, training. I was going to be running in the Wilma marathon co-ed division. There was some money on the line, and I was determined to win it. That determination had turned into long hours near the water, mostly at night because it was cooler. Today though, I had the day off and I wanted to challenge myself and run in the sun. The race would be in the heat, and this was in preparation for that.
A song came on my iPod that wasn't one of my favorites. It seemed every time it randomly switched to this song my pace would falter. I occupied myself with changing the song and when I looked back up, I saw him.
It wasn't behind my lids, and it wasn't my imagination. He was sitting down on a blanket less than 50 yards from me. In the flesh. Showing a lot of flesh.
It only took him a few seconds to realize someone was watching. By someone I mean me. The look of surprise on his face was clear.
This was chance.
