This was stupid, irrational and lukewarm. He was a star athlete who needed to keep fit for his career, for God’s sake.

Yet he found himself chasing after you during a downpour. You’d offered to play in the rain and he had immediately refused, but of course you didn’t listen and went out anyway. And he was so weak for you that he followed too.

“Got you,” he frowned, caging you against him in his arms. “You’re such a child.”