AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“I am.” I looked at Ivy, who wiped her mouth and nodded.
“Where are you from?” he asked.
“New York,” I said.
“Ah… the Big Apple.” He looked at his wife and chuckled.
“And you?” I asked.
“Connecticut. We saw this cruise advertised at a yoga retreat and jumped at it. It’s wonderful to have so many like-minded people together and all the great activities.”
I nodded. Although I hadn’t participated in anything, I just went along with it.
“So, are you married?” he asked.
Ivy jumped in first with a decisive “No.”
I gave her my sad smile, which she’d once described as puppy-dog eyes. Although I cringed at being seen like that, I liked how that soppy look made her pretty eyes warm and soft, so I caked it on just like canines did.
“You look like you’re so in love,” he said, looking at his partner. She hadn’t uttered one word, and I questioned whether she was mute.
“No. Just friends,” Ivy said, who in contrast took the lead in most conversations, which suited me fine. I liked an assertive woman.
He stretched out his legs. “So, what do you do?” He seemed to direct his conversation to me.
“I’m in advertising,” I said, shrinking at the thought of discussing a job I felt dispassionate about.
“Oh. Interesting.”
“And you?” I only asked out of courtesy. I wasn’t that interested, but he seemed to have moved in.
“I’m retired. Made my money on stocks. And now I’m just floating around, traveling. Meeting interesting folk like yourselves.”
“And what do you do, Samsara?” Ivy asked.
“I’m a yoga and meditation teacher.”
“Sam is actually running workshops here,” Richard interjected.
“That’s great,” Ivy said.
“You should come along,” Richard said.
“Do you meditate?” Going on his energy, I doubted it.
“When I can. I’m more of an active type. I like to climb and enjoy exploring my base chakra.” He chuckled and looked at Samsara as though it were their little joke.
“Oh. You mean you like sex?” Ivy asked.
My brows gathered tightly as I regarded Ivy. She crossed her eyes at me as a joke.
“Since we’re friends…” He wore a smirk. “I might ask if you’ve tried the Tantra for polyamorists.”
I nearly choked on my apple juice. “Oh, they’ve got that on the agenda?”
Ivy nodded. “It’s a New Age couple’s equivalent to the swingers’ party, only instead of alcohol, you drink juice, and instead of keys, you leave a crystal in a bowl.”
Richard chuckled. “She’s funny.”
