The Jog

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The next morning, I started my day off by jogging around the campuses park. I made my way to the coffee shop.

"All black please," I handed a 10 dollar bill, put my change in the tips jar, and walked outside.

The chilly autumn wind intensified to rain, "shit," I mutter.

I checked the time, double shit, class starts in 30 minutes and I haven't even showered yet. Within seconds i get a headache, swear I always have bad luck.

"Hey princess," you know who comes up behind me, "bad day?" Sincerity dripping off of him.

"I guess you can say that," I sigh.

"Do you need my hoodie?" referring to the rain.

Just realizing I only had my tank top and running pants, "No" I state firmly.

He hands it to me anyways, "Don't be silly."

Something about him...

His cologne envelops me and I welcome it. It smells beyond good, if heaven had a scent it would be this. Naomi quit, stop obsessing.

"Let's get going, class will start soon, I don't want to miss it," he says.

When arriving to my dorm, I gave him his hoodie "Well here ya go," i cleared my throat and teased, "Thanks for uh giving me something I didn't need."

Easton's eyes sparkle, "Anytime."

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 22, 2016 ⏰

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