We were now back at the coffee shop, and Carter hopped off his bike to walk me to my car.

"I'm free tomorrow if you want to hang out again?" he asked, as he opened the door for me.

"Hmm..." I said under my breath, trying to think if I was free.

"Wait, you're not thinking about running again are you?" he said, jokingly.

"No..." I whispered, "not this time," I smirked.

"Good..." he said, in a sarcastic chuckle.

"I'll text you my address later, you'll pick me up?" I asked, as I sat down in the car.

"Yeah, that's cool," he responded.

Closing the door behind me, he reached in and kissed me on my forehead,

"get home safe ok, and don't forget to text me the address," he reminded me.

"I will..." I assured him. "Goodnight Carter."