Having half expected the d**k move, Obi sprinted as soon as he saw Emma plummet off the edge. He dove and slid on his knees the last few paces, but had his arms outstretched and caught her with only a slight oomph of effort.
She, on the other hand, kept screaming.
"You can stop anytime now. You're not dead."
"He threw me off!" Her indignant retort saw her opening her eyes and glaring upward.
"That's what happens when you reject a male for another."
"But we weren't dating."
"You said no. He didn't like it." Obi pushed himself to his feet, still holding her. His arms screamed with the effort he'd put in today, but he ignored it.
He found a strange soothing relaxation in having her close to him. When he'd noted her with JD at the start of the fight, he'd found himself most distracted,
