Killer Passion
Keep going, Alicia Greco told herself. Keep running. Imagine that someone is chasing you. That he's closing in, that your life depends on this. Yeah, right. Her life depended on jogging on a beach in Fiji. She would've laughed if she weren't so damn winded, if she weren't struggling to put one foot in front of the other, if her calves didn't ache.
She hated to exercise, hated it, but she was pushing thirty and determined to stay in shape. To her, there was nothing sexier than a runner's body with all those long, lean, toned muscles.
She glanced around, focusing on the beauty of her break-of-dawn surroundings. The sun rose above the cliffs, sprinkling the ground with warm, rich hues. The ocean rolled upon the shore, the water crystal clear and breathtakingly blue. Thatch-roofed cabanas decorated the sand.
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