Rookie Move (Brooklyn Bruisers Book 1) by Sarina Bowen

Author:Sarina Bowen [Bowen, Sarina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781942444145
Publisher: Rennie Road Books
Published: 2016-09-05T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 15

Tuesday, February 9

20 Days Before the NHL Trade Deadline

Phoenix, Arizona

Top Team Headlines:

“Arizona Favored to Win Against Brooklyn Tonight at Home, Adding to a Three Game Streak”

—Phoenix Eagle Sports Page

Georgia carried her yoga mat into the room that Nate had reserved and took a spot in back, like she always did.

The team’s yoga classes were taught by Ari, the team’s massage therapist, which meant that yoga classes were held at least three times a week even when the team was on the road. Georgia hadn’t been to a class in a while, though. Last week she’d bailed on yoga twice, because the idea of watching Leo do sun salutations was distracting as hell. And then the whole team had missed a couple of sessions, because Ari had taken some sick days, which was unusual.

The exotic, tattooed instructor, in her trademark pink leotard and tights, gave her a cheery wave from the front of the room, which Georgia returned. But then she noticed Ari’s blue boot cast on one foot.

Well, that explained the massage therapist’s absence. Bummer.

Georgia unrolled her hot pink mat and sat down to stretch. Up in front she spotted Nate. The owner had flown out to see tonight’s game, probably on his private jet. He was already limbering up in the front row on his purple Bruisers mat. Nate was a little nutty about his yoga. There were other NHL teams who had yoga and meditation as part of their training program. But this class had been Nate’s own initiative, and he liked to get the whole organization involved. Coaches—and publicists—were encouraged to participate.

Which was why, to Georgia’s amusement, her father wandered in a minute later, wearing an ancient track suit and a scowl. It hadn’t occurred to her that Dad would have to do downward dog and the warrior pose with the rest of them. Maybe next time she’d smuggle in her phone and snap a few pictures. Her aunt Joanie would be so amused.

Inevitably, Leo arrived, entering the room with a yoga mat in hand. And inevitably, Georgia’s heart tripped over itself at the sight of him. She watched his eyes sweep the room and land on her. Then he walked right over and positioned himself in front of her. “Morning,” he said under his breath.

“Morning,” she repeated, feeling a prickle of sweat under her arms. Really? She had to spend the next hour trying not to stare at his butt? He’d worn a pair of Harkness College sweatpants to class, but instead of hiding everything they seemed to cling to his muscular thighs.

As he unrolled his mat—lime green—she wondered where he’d gotten it. She could hardly picture him wandering into one of the boutiques in Brooklyn and purchasing it. But who knew? Maybe Leo was a yoga pro. Maybe he had mats in every color of the rainbow. She needed to keep in mind that they didn’t really know each other anymore. Aside from a hot and heavy make-out session and a few texts, they’d been apart for longer than they had ever been together.

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