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“Miss Avery?” The woman approaches me with a polite smile.
“Hi,” I say, beaming back. “You’re new?”
“Yeah, I’ve been following you for years. Your modified workouts are the only ones that don’t make my back hurt.” She stretches taller as if to emphasize her words.
I laugh and say, “I’m glad to hear that. If you have any problems with the coursework, reach out to me after class.”
“Thank you,” she says. “I’ll do that.”
Then I ask my customary question. “How did you learn about the opening?” I’m always eager to know which of our marketing efforts is working best. “Did you see the announcement on Instagram?”
“TikTok, actually, I’ve switched over. It’s addictive, isn’t it?”
“Totally.”
“But it was my son who finally convinced me to enroll.”
A sense of unease prickles at the back of my nape. “Your son?”
“Oh, how silly of me. I haven’t even introduced myself, Camila Mercer.”
She offers me a hand.
I shake it, unsure of how I feel about meeting MGM’s mother. But I sure can’t stop the curiosity.
“Gabriel has been talking about me?”
“No, no. He’s too private, he would never. But Thomas was teasing him about you yesterday at brunch.” My eyes widen in shock; I can’t imagine MGM being playfully teased or stick two words in before Camila continues. “And well… Gabriel was getting all riled up.” She winks at me. “And our Gabriel doesn’t rattle easily.”
I hate the blush that immediately goes to color my cheeks, which only seems to make Camila more satisfied.
“Well, it’s been a pleasure meeting you in person, Miss Avery—”
“Please call me Blake.”
“Blake.” MGM’s mom nods. “Hopefully, I’ll see you again soon.”
And I have a feeling she doesn’t mean in yoga class.
Ten minutes later, back in my office, I’m cradling my phone in my hands.
I shouldn’t text him. I definitely shouldn’t text him. I barely stood strong enough yesterday to refuse his invitation, and if he flirts with me again, I’m afraid he could not only get me to agree to a date but charm my pants off before we even get to dinner.
Still, I can’t resist seeing what the man has to say about his mother coming to introduce herself. I open the chat app and type:
To Gabriel
I met your mother today
Not two minutes pass before a reply trills in.
From Gabriel
Oh?
And I hate that I can almost imagine the cute frown of surprise on his beautiful face.
To Gabriel
