Just because he was on vacation didn’t mean Scamp was going to drop the ball on his fitness routines. Rounding up a five mile beach run just as the sun began peeking over the horizon, he decided to sit and enjoy the view to cool down before heading back to the hotel. The last few days had been unexpected, exciting, emotional, and full of ups and downs that he hadn’t properly reflected on amid the constant company of the only woman to occupy his thoughts as of late.
Normally when he needed to work through his thoughts Scamp turned to his father but he had been elusive with his parents in regards to Danica, for reasons even he hadn’t put his finger on yet. There was only one person Scamp knew to be dedicated enough to his craft to be conscious at this time anyway and he easily pulled out his phone to dial one of the few numbers he had committed to memory.
“Morning, Nash,” the growing smile was evident in his tone already, eager to settle into the grounded feeling of home that came with the sound of his cousin’s voice. “Hope I’m not interrupting practice.”