Page 121 of How Not to Be A Loser
As kisses go, it was delicious. Warm and soft and full of tender promise and sweet longing.
‘Well done, Coach,’ I gasped, finally breaking away. ‘That was probably the most spontaneous thing you’ve ever done. I think that graduates you from the Stop Being an Emotional Robot Programme.’
He laughed, grabbing onto my hand and pulling me back up against him. ‘Are you kidding me? I’ve thought more about that than anything else for months.’
And then, he kissed me all over again.
Until, remembering suddenly, I pushed him away and leant back towards the microphone.
‘Oh! And the winners of the first Amelia Piper Family Fun Fit triathlon are… the Greasby Athletics Club! I think there’s a trophy somewhere… Antonio?’
But, of course, there were a whole lot more winners that day. I, for one, was most definitely no longer a loser.
The truth I realised that day, on the most important race of my life? I never had been.
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