Jenna skipped and skipped and skipped, so happy that it was finally time.
Her new years resolution last year had been to get into perfect shape, and now with just hours left, she was ecstatic with the results!
She hoped he would be too.
That was because it wasn’t really her new years resolution she’d made, it had been his. Or more accurately it had been his that he’d made for her.
She’d met him at her friends new years eve party, though no one seemed to know who he was or who had invited him, but she’d fell attracted to him, no compelled to him, instantly.
He’d told her how he liked how athletic she looked, how much fun in the sack she looked like she would be, just with a bit of work on herself.
And so, when midnight came, they’d all celebrated and he’d given her the resolution she’d been working on all year.
He’d left with another woman, Candace, a shared friend among many of the attendees who had spent the prior year getting in to perfect physical condition. Before he left he told her to be there next year, so she was doing her last workout before she saw him again.
She finally stopped when the timer hit zero and the alarm sounded, then headed inside to get ready.
As she did, a little niggle in the back of her mind told her to go back and skip some more, just a few more minutes couldn’t hurt, and who knew, maybe help?
She steeled herself and continued into the house, she’d done all she could, she was sure she’d be the one leaving the party with him.
The thought of what would happen after they left the party together never even crossed her mind.
Nor any thought about he fact that she hadn’t seen Candace since last years party either.
