‘You’re bonkers.’
‘And you’re walking funny.’Caleb points a knife at me and few bits of chopped onion slide off the blade.
‘I ran thirty-five kilometres yesterday.My hips hurt.’At least my ankle feels fine today.
‘From bouncing around on Knox’s big—’
I throw a snow pea at him.‘Okay.You’ve made your point.’
‘And you’ve not denied it, either.’
I swipe some of the capsicum this time and chew slowly.Caleb can smell a lie a mile away.
‘And …’ He waggles his brows at me.
‘And?’I’m being obtuse on purpose.
He cocks his head to the side.‘Was it bad?No.There’s no way it was bad.’
‘What’s going on with work?’I ask, trying to distract Caleb with one of his favourite things: talking about himself.
This makes Caleb pause.‘I’m officially looking for a new job.’
‘Yeah?’
‘I was talking about it with Lawson, and I want a new challenge.He reckons I should find something I can really sink my teeth into.Maybe even buy into something.I’ve got savings.’
‘Seems like he’s a pretty smart guy.And really good for you.’
‘Oh my God, Gen.He’s the best and, super fun bonus: he’s got such a big dick.I’m probably never going to stop smiling.’
‘I see we’re back to talking about dicks.’I laugh.
‘We can talk about the job stuff later.Gen’—Caleb pauses dramatically—‘I think Lawson’s my boyfriend.’
‘That’s great.’I really mean it too.
‘He sneak relationshipped me.He’s wily.’
‘You love it.’
Caleb adds oil to the wok on the cooker and adjusts the heat.‘I do.Now, back to you and Knox.What gives?Why aren’t you floating around in your post-orgasm high?’
I blush.‘I am feeling a little floaty.’
‘Yeah, you are,’ Caleb teases.He picks up his iPad, unlocks the screen and places it in front of me.It’s a lot to take in all at once.Too much, really.The picture.The headline.The caption.
‘Where did you get this?’I ask.
‘Gen, c’mon.You’ve been tagged about a gazillion times.You haven’t looked at social media?’
‘I was driving.’
It’s an image of Knox and I at the finish line.I’m in his arms, his hands are on my hips, our mouths are so close they’re almost touching and he’s looking at me like I’m the only woman in the world.Like I’m his.Funny how I’d been so busy trying to show Knox how I felt about him in that moment that I’d missed him doing the same thing.
‘There’s no way these two people have bad sex,’ Caleb says, tapping the screen and enlarging the text underneath the picture.
Melbourne run club Croissants and Kilometres will enrich yourlife – in more ways than one – if these pictures of Genevieve Halliday and Knox Watson are anything to go by.The loved-up duo, whose flirtation and love story has captivated RunTok (TikTok’s dedicated hashtag for run clubs) for the last couple of months, crossed the finish line of Bright’s Rail Trail Fun Run hand-in-hand before sharing a series of scorching kisses.We’ll have what they’re having, thanks.