Never Have I Ever Faked a Boyfriend (Never Ever Love #2) by Juliet Bardsley

Author:Juliet Bardsley [Bardsley, Juliet]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B07QZLFRQY
Goodreads: 45315964
Publisher: Snowy Wings Publishing
Published: 2019-04-28T23:00:00+00:00

Eric

Bri and I had kept up our charade the beginning of the week, and before I knew it, Wednesday had arrived. A man of my word, I put on my finest yoga attire—a pair of gray joggers and a white t-shirt—and joined Bri at her mother’s yoga studio right after school.

As soon as I walked into the studio, Bri’s mom greeted me. “So nice to see you again, Eric.” She smiled warmly. “I’m sorry we didn’t get to chat much at Melly’s wedding, but I found myself quite busy.”

I nodded. “I understand, Mrs. Songs. And congrats, by the way.”

Mrs. Songs shuffled some papers around her desk and then spoke. “Bri’s in the Cypress room today.”

I moved to turn, but Mrs. Songs’s voice stopped me. “Eric?”

“Yes, Mrs. Songs?”

She stood from the desk and leaned forward. “I want you to know how happy Bri has seemed lately, and the only change I can pinpoint is … well … you.” She beamed at me, and I couldn’t stop the stab of guilt that suddenly pierced my stomach. She frowned. “Not that she wasn’t happy before, it’s just a new side of her I haven’t seen.”

“Thank you. Bri’s pretty amazing.” And I meant it.

She shook her head. “Well, enjoy class.”

I walked down a dimly-lit hallway and opened the door adorned with a logo of a lone cypress that looked like one I’d seen when Mom and I visited California last summer. As soon as I walked in the studio, I noticed three things: 1) The room smelled like a blend of lavender and lime, the same fresh scent I’d noticed on Bri. 2) Savannah and Sam were there too—thank goodness. 3) There was no sign of Bri.

Savannah pointed to a stack of black mats in the corner of the room. “Take one. Shoes off,” she demanded.

I did as she asked and spread my mat out in front of Sam. Just then, Bri walked through the door and moved fluidly to her place in the front of the small room. She sent a shy smile my way and whispered, her soft voice carrying through the room. “I’ll go slow for you today.”

I silently sighed, glad for that and equally glad that with Sam here, I wouldn’t be the only yoga novice in the tiny room. I’d only done yoga one other time in my life, and that was when my mom forced me in front of the television to do yoga with one of those old DVDs. Some woman in eighties spandex and a side ponytail had asked me to do some sort of weird pretzel move, and I was out.

Bri sat down on her mat in the front of room, shoulders back, and I couldn’t help but notice the quiet confidence that came over her. Really, it wasn’t just the confidence I noticed, but her quiet radiance. Sure, she looked great at her sister’s wedding, but she simply radiated under the dim studio lights. When she moved, the light caught her dark hair, making it seem to shine underneath.

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