Exercising vigorously

Simon texted her. /I miss you./

Chardonnay got the text and smiled.

/I've been gone for 6 mins! x/

/I still miss you! x/

/Me too. Still, it's the end of term tomorrow. x/

/I'm so excited!!!!! xxx/

/You sound like a school kid! xxx/

/I am a school kid... xxx/

/A very cute one xxx/

/Not as cute as you. xxxxxxxxxxxxx/

/You're making me blush! xxxxxxxxxx/

/I wouldn't ever try to do that on purpose. Only telling the truth...xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx/

/That's very blush-worthy! xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx/

/I'm sorry. You looked very beautiful tonight by the way. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx/

/Oh lord, how do I reply to that?! xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx/

/You say thank you. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx/

/Thank you? xxx/

/Only three kisses? xxxxxxxxxxxx/

/I'm lazy! xxxxxxxxxxx/

/I'm hurt. xxxxxx/

/Aaw. I'm sorry. Friends? xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx/

/Always. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx/

Charodnnay smiled.

/Good. Best friends? xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx/

/My one and only. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx/

She blushed at that. /Good. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx/

Simon sighed. He was well aware he wasn't hers. /What are you doing now? xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx/