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“No.”
“I heard it helps a lot. I know someone who owns a yoga studio; it’s not far from here. I can call her and sign you up. If you want,” she added when I didn’t say anything.
“Um … yeah, I would love to go,” I stuttered.
It didn’t take her long to speak to her friend. After she ended the call, she informed me I was starting Saturday.
The rest of the day went better than I’d expected. Lilian wasn’t so bad. She made jokes about her kids that got me laughing until my stomach hurt. Nana and Lilian held a chess tournament, and I was team Nana all the way. Mrs. Sanchester tried to teach me how to play, but I was too slow to comprehend what she was saying.
Nana shared her tea recipe with me.
Spending the day with them just showed me how stuck-up my family was. My mom was always concerned about manners, and there was hardly room for fun. Jokes around my mom were a sign of disrespect.
I didn’t regret leaving the house to hang out with them.
“How did it go?”Tristan asked me during dinner.
“It was fun. Your aunt Lilian is very funny.”
“Please tell me she didn’t make any jokes about me.” He frowned, his lips pouted and eyes pinned to his food.
He looked cute, and I fought the urge to grab my phone and take a picture.
“Sadly, no. She only spoke about her kids, but I’m sure she’d tell me next time,” I said and smirked at the end.
“What else did she do?”
“She signed me up for yoga class.”
“Yoga class?” His lips quirked in amusement.
“Yeah, yoga class for pregnant women.”
“And you agreed?” He seemed surprised.
“There’s no harm in joining a yoga class for pregnant women. They will go easy on us since we’re pregnant.”
“We?” he emphasized with a laugh.
I glared at him and ate my food.
“Look, if you don’t want to go, I will speak to—”
“It’s fine. I’m tired of staying here all day anyway.”
“Okay, but if you’re not comfortable, let me know.”
“It’s just yoga.” I shrugged.
“You don’t look like an athletic person.”
“Ouch. Are you saying I’m fat?”
“No.” He laughed. “You’re perfect. Fat or not, it wouldn’t change how I feel about you.”
I laughed at how he was trying not to stutter. He looked confused as he stared at me.
“I was messing with you,” I said.
