"Then tag," she said with a light backhand to his upper arm. "You're it." And with that, Devi sprung into a surprisingly long strided sprint that didn't show the weight of the big black boots that carried her slender frame the fuck outta dodge.

To be honest, she wasn't sure why she was running, she hadn't done anything wrong, but it was fun. He was fun, and yeah, maybe she was echoing back to some teenage internal freedom but damnit, she'd just been in an accident.

Better to live for the day, right? Nevermind the half laugh that bubbled out of her as she hit the hospital doors and burst out of the ICU.