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"Good things take time, but not when you keep running...
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Zak
I woke up to the sound of my alarm now going off at two p.m. Instant soreness between my legs arose as I tried to adjust myself in bed. My thighs felt as if they were on fire! Even though I felt like I was going to be walking bow-legged for a while, riding horses with an extremely attractive woman made it all worthwhile.
I turned over once more onto my stomach, clutching my pillow as I got my phone from the nightstand to shut off the annoying tone of my alarm reminding me that we had a flight later in just a few hours back to Las Vegas.
Why does this always happen to me? Meeting someone I feel like I'll eventually fall in love within a part of the country a thousand miles away from where I live.
I closed my alarm app to open up my messages hoping to see if Victoria had texted me.
Nothing.
Shit. Well, what if I text her? Let her know I was thinking about her?
Good idea.
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Wow, cut straight to the point, why don't you?
I stared at my phone's screen, watching the three dots that popped up after it showed that she had read my message almost as fast as I had sent it. Not even a minute. My heart felt like it was fluttering. I feel like I just asked this woman out after the first "date." My stomach was in knots with excitement.
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