"By the way, your pace isn't too bad," Tessa said, glancing sideways at him while keeping her stride smooth. "Though I hear your real talent isn't running."
"Oh?" Elion replied, amused. "And here I thought I was finally being appreciated for my hard work."
She snorted. "Please. You're turning into a full-blown womaniser. Seriously—how did you even manage to get into both Mira and Aria's pants?"
He raised a brow in surprise, caught off guard by her straightforwardness. Damn, she's direct.
But then he laughed dryly. "What can I say? I'm charming."
That did it. Tessa burst out laughing, loud and unrestrained, her shoulders shaking as she ran, her chest jiggling enticingly with the motion. "Charming, huh? That's what you're calling it now?"
Elion got to see quite a sight. Her breasts were always a marvel to look at when she wore her gym clothes, especially since she wore nothing but that tank top, not even a bra underneath, meaning her nipples were always on display.
