Barbara's breath had been heavy. Feeling tired, she raised her hands and paddles up.

"Woohoo! I won!"

Philip stopped right next to Barbara's kayak. The curve of his lips was sweet. His eyes were full of love.

"Where’s the finish line anyway?"

Barbara turned her head with bright sparkling eyes. "Didn't you see it? It was back there." She pointed her finger behind her back.

Philip let out an amused laugh. "Okay, I admit I lost. My wife is good at rowing now."

Barbara laughed too. ...