Focused by Sorensen Karla

Author:Sorensen, Karla
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dutch Girl Publishing, LLC
Published: 2020-01-06T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

Noah

It was rare for me to think to myself, this was a terrible idea, but in the first three minutes of starting our yoga lesson, I thought it at least seven times. The first was when Molly rolled out her yoga mat and started stretching forward, brushing her fingers along the ground. Marty was getting his main camera settled on a tripod, his small handheld on his shoulder so he could catch more than one angle at once, and I fought to keep my eyes off the rounded curve of her ass. The way her eyes closed as she breathed deeply. The way her chest lifted on an inhale and the way her waist curved up from her hips.

Muscles I'd never noticed on her before popped in her arms as she moved through her warm-up. When she noticed I wasn't moving, she straightened carefully and gave me a curious look.

"Are you going to join or just watch?"

I swallowed. "Sorry. I'm joining."

This was a terrible idea, I thought again when she laid her hand on my back and guided me to drop my hands to the ground.

"We're just going to doing a basic series here before I start the video I found, then she can guide us through. It's specifically for football players, so I don't think anything will be too challenging for your first time."

I didn't answer. Mainly because I didn't trust my voice not to betray the thoughts tumbling through my head.

I almost kissed her.

I almost kissed her.

If Marty hadn't walked up the stairs when he did, I would've had Molly Ward pressed against the windows and my mouth on hers. I tried to focus on what she was saying, but I couldn't mute the mental images flashing, one after another, after another. My hands on her. Her hands on me. How soft her lips would've been. The way she tasted.

So easily, I’d slipped from a desire to understand her into just plain old desire. Except there was nothing plain or old about it.

"Noah?"

I blinked. "Yeah. Sorry."

"Tuck your chin and push your weight into your heels."

Once I followed her direction, Molly moved to the mat next to mine. Her toenails were purple, and it pissed me off that I noticed. She exhaled slowly and mirrored my pose.

"Set your hands on the mat and move your legs back into downward dog."

"This is what got me into trouble in the first place," I mumbled but did as she asked.

She laughed. "You probably tried to shift your hands around if it felt uncomfortable, but you should keep your butt in the air and move your feet. Hands stay planted."

Huh.

"Better," she said.

Following her lead and the patient instructions she gave me, we spent about five minutes doing some basic stretches. A few things were clear in those five minutes, and only got clearer as she cued up the video on her iPad that she set up in front of us.

Molly was much better at yoga than I was.

Molly was much more flexible than I was.

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