“How’re we going to say that he has his shots?” I asked, swiping my palm across my face. “That’s the only way she’ll agree to—”
“We’re going to forge his papers,” Savla answered with a shrug.
I sat up, a grin spreading across my face. “You can do that?”
“I think it’ll be best if you paid her extra so that she could walk him on his own,” he told me, shaking his head before turning and looking at Ribbon. His tongue was reaching toward the peanuts in the bowl in front of him, snatching a few and snapping them back into his mouth. “I don’t want any of the dogs she walks giving him some kind of disease.”
I narrowed my eyes, looking from him to the toad. “Right,” I drawled. “Becausethey’llgivehimsomething.”
Savla nodded in agreement, going back to his laptop while the toad stole another dozen peanuts.
“If he eats any of the dogs, I’m going to kill you,” I muttered, but Savla was busy cooing at the toad.
I practiced my smile in the panel of mirrors in front of me, attempting to look charming. I hadno ideawhat the hell kind of studio this was, but I knew that my mate would be here today.
Savla had been doing an excellent job of tracking her and knowing what her shifts were like. While he still was of the opinion that I should be focusing my attention elsewhere—like on learning how to use the magic box—and that mates weren’tnecessary, I knew that one day he’d understand. When he found his own.
The naga at the front of the reception area who’d signed me up for an annual pass of unlimited lessons for something calledyogahad been very nice and told me that she’d give me a full listing of Emma’s classes. I’d taken it with greed, folding it neatly and placing it into my wallet.
I’d be attending everysingleone. This one was something calledAdvanced Vinyasaand while I wasn’t sure what it was, I knew that I needed to be in it. I’d figure it out as I went, I was sure.
The chime of bells behind me told me that someone else had entered the room, and I saw her in the mirror first. My female was beautiful all the time, but now she was clean-faced and wearing the most body-hugging outfit I’d ever seen her in. Her stomach—the slight, soft swell of it—was bared and her top was basically just covering her breasts. I felt saliva pooling in my mouth.
Fuck, she’s sexy.
Her pants were tight and fitted against her and I justknewthat when she turned, I’d get the best display of her ass. As my eyes skimmed up and down over her, taking in everything that I could, she had stopped in the entrance of the room to stare at meas well.
But not in appreciation. Instead, her expression was something akin to horror. Wincing, I tried to pull my eyes from her full cleavage, but I couldn’t.
She hustled her way over to me, grabbing my forearm and spinning so she was facing the doorway, looking around to make sure no one had entered. “What thehellare you doing here?” she demanded, and I shrugged, shaking my head as I ran a shaking palm over my mouth and tusks.
How was a male supposed to allow any blood to go to his brain when she was wearingthat? These shorts that Savla had recommended for a workout would be more than useless if my cock kept swelling the way it was. Spinning around so I wasn’t facing her anymore, I tried to hide myself, but then I was just facing the mirror and she could still seeeverything.
She frowned for a long moment before her eyes dipped to where I’d cupped my hands in front of me and then her eyebrows swung up before her lips parted in shock. I didnotneed to be seeing her with her mouth hanging open right now. It was giving me too many ideas.
Instead, I scrambled to remember all the passwords Rudgar had given me since I joined his company. I repeated them in my head, one after the other, not looking at her, and when Ifinallyfelt my cock starting to soften, she reached forward and took my arm again.
Well, fuck it all to Hellplane, how am I supposed to make things less awkward if she won’t stop touching me?
Not that Iwantedher to stop touching me, but it wouldn’t do for what was happening in my pants.
“Getthat,” she said, pointing in the general area of my pants, “under control. The class is going to start soon and none of these ladies are paying for a classanda show.”
I nodded with enthusiasm, hoping I would be able to follow-through on my agreement with her order. “Of course. Yeah.” I repeated the damn passwords seven more times for good measure.
“What’re you even doing here?” she asked, moving closer and my traitorous eyes dipped down to stare at her cleavageimmediately.
“Advanced Vinpasa,” I murmured, mesmerized by the way that her breasts jiggled with the movement of her hands as she waved them around during her questions. Holy shit they wereglorious.
I couldhearthe eye roll in her voice as she said, “Vinyasa. It’s AdvancedVinyasa. And if you don’t even know what it’s called, I don’t think this is the class for you. Lorraine has a Beginner Hatha class in an hour. Why don’t you come back?”
Iknewthat I should be looking at her and not her breasts. It was disrespectful, juvenile and perverted. But my eyes refused to be moved. “I signed up for all your classes,” I told her soft skin. “They fit my schedule.”
“Your schedule, huh?” she asked, waving her hand in front of my eyes and that was the only thing that broke my concentration.
I blinked at her as she stared at me with her arms folded, her hip cocked and her foot tapping on the floor in an impatient clip. “Yes,” I agreed. “My schedule’s pretty tight, but for some reason, all of your classes fit right in.”
It wasn’t alie, per se. It was just that the rest of my schedule would be filled with going to herotherjobs, so I couldn’t go to any other classes. It worried me that she barely had any free time in her day. All of her free hours were in the afternoon and late at night.
