For three months, they’ve shared nothing but a two-mile marker and a fleeting glance at dawn. Amber knows him only as the stranger with the predatory stride and the scent of cedarwood. Steven knows her only as the woman who keeps his heart racing faster than any sprint ever could. But when a sudden autumn downpour turns a routine run into a breathless encounter, a single slip changes everything. Under the cold stone of an old bridge, the rain isn’t the only thing that’s electric.
A story of anticipation, unspoken words, and the heat that lingers long after the run is over.