Forever My Love: A Contenporary Romance (The Armstrongs Book 2) Read Online Free PDF Page B

dreams all night long. I wonder what he looks like first thing in the morning? She slid her body against the sheets, imagining his hands moving along her skin. A shiver went down her spine and she could feel heat radiating from her body. Ryan's hands touching her breasts, his lips on hers,   ... Stop it! You are going to drive yourself crazy if you don’t get a handle on this!
    Go do something to get your mind off of Ryan! Kendra climbed out of her bed and stretched. Glancing outside, she saw it was a beautiful day. I could  go roller blading in the park. It’s the perfect day for that. Exercise will help me focus my thoughts on what’s really important.
    Her morning planned out, she pulled on her sports gear consisting of black cycling tights, and a dark pink tank top that left nothing to the imagination.  It had a built in sports bra, was skin tight, molding to her abs and stopping just before it touched the waistband of her tights.  She tied a lightweight black windbreaker around her waist, as the weather by the lake was wont to change quickly. With her blades and the bag with her protective gear in it, she headed out. Exited.
    Kendra had discovered her love of roller blading more than a decade of years earlier, and one of the best things about where she lived was the huge public park only a few blocks from her apartment. It was located right next to the lake, and had this absolutely fantastic track running around it that was more than five miles from start to finish. And that was just the park track. An additional track running along the shoreline of the lake, extended for miles in either direction.
    When she reached the park, she sat down at the first empty bench and replaced her tennis shoes for her roller blades. The fresh morning air filled her lungs and with each breath her whirlwind of confusing thoughts slowed down and she felt less tense. Coming out here was a great idea!
    She lingered a while before putting on her protective gear - pads for her knees, elbows, and wrists, and her safety helmet. Sun rays warmed her skin and she heard the birds singing. If she listened carefully she could even hear the sound of waves in the distance, mixed with crickets chirping and once in a while a dog barking.
    With each deep breath, listening to the sounds of nature she regained some of her inner peace.  Vigorous exercise always helped her to focus her mind. Today wouldn't be any different. Yes, she'd run Ryan out of her mind. For good! Ready to go!
    The park wasn’t very busy yet, still she started out slow, enjoying the peace of the morning and giving her muscles time to warm up. But once on her way around the smaller inside track, her mind wandered back to Ryan and how angry she was with him. Angry,  about the lost years, about the hurt, about herself and how much she was still attracted to him.
    Before she realized, she'd reached her starting point again. No way. This won't work. I need faster. The slow inner track couldn't keep her mind at bay, so she headed for the path that ran along the shoreline. As it was still early in the day, she was alone. But the lack of other bladers didn't bother her, on the contrary, it made her feel more at peace. She needed solitude. After all, she intended to run away. Kendra pushed herself to go faster and faster.
    Push and glide. Push and glide. The demanding speed soon pushed all thoughts other than the next step out of her mind. The upcoming turn. Push and glide. Faster. The length of the track in front of her.  Push and glide. The next curve.
    That was what she had come here to achieve. A runner’s high. She was in that elusive place where her brain finally stopped bombarding her with a million thoughts. Calm. Quiet. Meditative. Kendra relaxed into the repetitive motion and felt immensely better.
    She kept up the pace for almost two hours, until she was suddenly forced to slow down as a group of cycles occupied the path in front of her. She’d been so focused she was