Suddenly he was right there, his mouth on mine, my arms around his neck. Then he...

Suddenly he was right there, his mouth on mine, my arms around his neck. Then he stopped. He caught my arms and backed up, studying my face. "Has anyone had access to your drinks recently?" he said. "Any strange allergic reactions? Bug bites?"
"Shut up."
He ducked out of the way as I took a mock swing at him. Then he realized we were closer to the edge of the cliff than he thought, veered fast, and stumbled, toppling into the brush.
"Sorry," I said, hurrying over to him. "Are you--?"
As I bent, he tried to snag my leg and yank me down, but I danced back out of reach.
"Did you really think I'd fall for that?" I said.
"Hoping."
I laughed. He got to his feet. I backed up and glanced over my shoulder.
"I'm warning you," he said. "You don't want to run."
"Why not?"
"Because I'm faster than you."
"Think so?"
"Know so, and when I catch you--"
I took off. I ran across the open field atop the cliff, and quickly realized that was a mistake. He might not be faster than me, but he was fast enough that I could hear him right on my heels.