âI only run when someone is chasing me, that was torture,â She whined, pulling her hair back into a ponytail to get it off her neck. She felt like dropping, so it was wise he was supporting her. âIt better be your treat, I have muscles hurting that I wasnât aware I had,â
Connor couldn't help but laugh at her excuse to why she ran. âThatâs just not healthy, Autumn.â He chuckled, continuing to support her as they walked towards the nearest restaurant. âYouâll thank me one day,and so will those muscles.â He teased, opening the door for the two of them, grabbing the empty table near the window.













