Chapter 29 The Race

Cara grunted. Braylee knelt down and began to tie the rope. After she was done, she clapped her hands before standing up. Feeling satisfied with herself, she asked, "Mr. Cara, try moving a little. Does it feel tight?" She was worried that her knot was too loose and that the rope would fall off easily. Hence, she tightened it slightly. Unintentionally, as her words fell upon Cara's ears, her innocent intention took a whole different meaning. "Try moving a little, does it feel tight?" Doesn't she know that her suggestive words can be easily misunderstood? Cara felt a hot flush creeping up to him. Tugging his tie to loosen it a little, he whispered in a low and hoarse voice, "It's okay. Let's go with this." At this moment, a middle-aged man stood upon the referee's stand with a starter pistol and jovially announced, "Now, since the children's group and the parents' group are ready, I shall count to