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of times we raced, but right now it was more for our bodies than for fun that we were running.
    "Did you meet anyone? Not that I would approve of you picking up anybody in that hell hole," he added. I scrunched my eyebrows up. Yeah I had met someone. But I couldn't recall anything except that he was extremely tall with amazing eyes. I couldn't even remember the color of said eyes.
    "Yeah, but I don't know him. I don't know a name or what he looks like. I had never seen him before. He was from the city. He bought me a drink and then danced with some other girls, not even talking to me until I approached him. It was so odd," I admitted. Brian smiled.
    "I've done that a few times. He was either trying to make you jealous by dancing with other girls, or he lost his nerve to talk to you after he bought you the drink," he explained. I nodded.
    "But then, I went over to him and confronted him and he looked shocked. Then I got up to go away and he grabbed my arm and asked me for a dance. I declined him, I'm not sure why though. As far as I remember, I thought he was really hot, but I just don't remember any details," this was a weird situation. I never forgot what people looked like, no matter how much I drank.
    I was off in my own little world, forgetting about conversing with my brother, or looking where I was going for that matter. I didn't hear anything until Brian's voice broke through my thoughts with a yell of my name.
    It was too late. I hit something hard and fell backwards, whatever I hit falling with me. I landed on my back, smacking my head on the concrete. I realized I ran into a person and luckily they had more grace and caught themselves, before falling completely on top of me. I groaned and opened my eyes. I was looking straight into dark blue eyes, amazing dark blue eyes at that. He quickly got off and reached out a hand to me. I ignored it and got up on my own, my head spinning with the spin.
    Once my vision cleared, I took another look at the guy who felt more like a brick building. I damned my short mother, and acquiring most of her genes, for a moment when I had to actually look up at him. Blonde hair was messy on top of his head. His jaw was squared and his cheek bones were sharp. His nose was perfect and straight. He looked like a walking Ken doll. He was tall and muscular, almost having my brother beat. He was gorgeous.
    "Are you alright?" He asked in a baritone voice. I nodded, cocking my head and lowering my eyebrows.
    "Do I know you? You look familiar," I said, my brother had joined my side the moment I got up, acting as my silent protector.
    "I met you at The Club on Friday night. I bought you a drink and you denied me a dance, ring any bells?" He asked with a half smile. My eyes widened in recognition. This was the guy I was just telling my brother about.
    "Oh yeah, you bought me a drink and then didn't talk to me. Then when I finally approached you, you asked me for a dance, and I denied you, that sounds like the more realistic version of the story," I said, crossing my arms. He smiled.
    "It's all in the details," he held out his hand. "I'm Decklin," I took his hand in mine.
    "Lillian," he took my hand and kissed it. I rolled my eyes. "That is such an out dated move, you won't make my heart swoon with that one," I lied. I loved it when guys showed an old sense of chivalry. I just wasn't keen on accepting it. My brother started laughing to himself, reminding me he was there. "This is Brian, my brother," I said. Brian quit laughing and gave a curt nod. Decklin nodded back. "Anyway, Brian and I were just finishing our run, can't keep a body like this and eat junk food without working it off," I said nervously. There was something about him that made my heart jump. I'd had plenty of good looking guys come onto me before, but none compared to this Decklin character.
    "I was running too. Do you guys mind if I join you? I'm going to be around here for awhile and I don't know anybody," he said, scratching the