<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99">Ayla couldn’t help herself, though she was enjoying the chance to rest. They’d been at this for an hour, and she was pretty tuckered out, though adrenaline was surging, and she was riding the high of actually succeeding. The smile never left her face, though her breathing had leveled out. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#a6ff4d">“I could really go for some water right about now…”</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99"> she laughed, leaning back in his arms to stretch out her tired muscles.</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#a6ff4d"> “And like five minutes to just lay on the floor and catch my breath…”</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99"> although his arms were pretty comfortable as well.</span>