Bab 90: Chapter 90

Diana's POV,

He still had his hand outstretched to me, his smile looking ever so charming, I could scream in delight.

My insides burned as my hand inched closer to him, my mind in a million places. I placed my hand in his not caring about the soon-to-be consequences of this action.

We ran outside to the busy city, I looked back as we moved farther away from the huge school building. This was all too exciting for my brain to process all at once.

Once we had run far enough we both stopped running and stopped near a hotdog truck. "Why were we running so fast?. I can...hardly...breathe." I said trying to catch my breath.

Michael laughed at how tired and sweaty I looked, he took out a handkerchief from his back pocket and handed it over to me. "Here, wipe your sweat off." He said and placed it in my hand. "Thanks," I said with a sly grin. My eyes were on him while I wiped off the sweat from my face and neck.