that she was obviously a regular in the class.
And now, he was sitting here admiring the glossy curves of her cocoa kissed skin, trying to think of any and everything he could to avoid an erection he would be unable to hide in his compression shorts.
But he couldn't keep his eyes off of her. Once again, he got an eyeful of those two round globes in her tight shorts. Her hips were wide, her tummy was toned and her breasts...
She picked that moment to peek over her shoulder in his direction. When she realized he caught her gazing in his direction, her eyes grew wide and her cheeks grew even more flushed than they'd been from the heat in the room. She quickly turned her face away from him.
"And now for the final pose: Kapalbhati in Vajrasana, the blowing in firm pose..."
Everyone moved to their knees, sitting back on their heels and placing their hands on the tops of their thighs. The yoga instructor began counting and clapping in a syncopated pace and everyone exhaled in time with the teacher. They repeated the exercise once more and then the instructor smiled.
"That completes the class for today," she said in a calm, quiet tone. "You are free to return to Savasana for as long as you need. Make sure to drink plenty of water to stay hydrated."
She pressed her palms together and bowed her head. " Namaste ."
The class mimicked her movement and repeated the closing statement.
Isaiah stood, gathered up his yoga mat that he'd rented and headed for the shower. Since people were still meditating in the classroom, he decided not to approach Tessa quite yet. Plus, he needed a shower to cool off. And not just because of the heated room.
As he stood underneath the shower, trying to hurry and finish, his mind once again drifted to Tessa. Watching how limber she was in all those moves made him wonder just how flexible she was in other areas.
After he finished washing, he quickly threw on his sweatpants and a t-shirt, followed by his socks and running shoes.
When he exited the men's locker room, the lobby area of the studio was buzzing with students from the final class of the evening. Isaiah's eyes squinted as he casually perused the area.
"She's at the juice bar across the street."
Isaiah turned and looked down to see Dana Everett, Tessa's sister, staring up at him with a mischievous grin on her face.
"Pardon?"
"My sister ," Dana said. "The one you're obviously trying to find. She's at the juice bar across the street. She always goes there after this class."
And then Dana walked off.
"Thanks," he called out to her retreating back, which she responded with a simple wave of her hand.
A few moments later, Isaiah slung the long strap of his duffle bag onto his shoulder and headed toward the exit.
As he stepped outside, he looked up and down Main Street of historic Sweet Rapids. Over the last decade, the town had gone through a major expansion. With the city being the midway point between Tahoe and Reno, more and more people were moving to the area over the years because of its convenient location. The historic downtown area had been going through a revitalization period and Isaiah loved the modern shops housed in the older buildings that had undergone some renovations. The city had made improvements while keeping the rustic charm of the area.
It was indeed good to be home, Isaiah thought as he looked across the street and saw the object of his interest for the last few days.
Then he headed to the juice bar.
Chapter 7
" W hat's good here?"
Tessa's lip curled upward as she felt his warm breath brush her ear. He was ridiculously close. She was standing in line at the juice bar waiting to place her order. She turned around and took in Isaiah's casual attire.
"So, he wears more than suits," she teased.
"And less," he said with a wink.
Tessa threw her head back and laughed. From any other man's lips, she would have found that remark crude, but from Isaiah's mouth, all it did was arouse her even more than she already
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