Heat crept up to Edith's face as their bodies were sticking close to each other. Because he has been running to catch up with her, Edith could smell the scent of his body wash mixed with his sweat as she leaned close to him. This scent was very pleasing.
Slowly, she retracted her arms that were put around his shoulder and moved back to create a small distance between them as she thought that the pose was rather inappropriate. She did not want to get accused of taking advantage of him.
"What are you doing?" Neil turned his head slightly. "Do you want more injury than a sprained ankle? Hold on tight. Don't blame me if you fall."
"Oh!" His stern tone turned her obedient. Her arms returned to wrap around his broad shoulder, holding on to his body tight.
