Nicole Harper
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The second Tristan gave me the five-second head start, my body moved on pure instinct. I bolted from his lap, my bare feet slapping against the floor as I darted toward the hallway. My heart pounded in my chest with a wild mix of adrenaline, fear, and something dangerously close to excitement.
“One,” I heard him count behind me. He sounded amused. “Two…”
I didn’t look back. I turned the corner, aiming for my bedroom, then I paused, realizing I would only be setting myself up. The apartment wasn’t big, and he’d catch me the moment I entered my room. I’d never wanted a bigger house than I did at that moment. I wanted to run and hide so he could chase me, but I didn’t have many options.
“Three.”
I did a one-eighty and ran towards the kitchen instead.
“Four.” Tristan l
