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“I suck at explaining. Chris should do it.” She nudged me.
“I’m in,” Chris said.
“No,” Dastien said.
This was going nowhere fast.
Shannon joined us. “You ready, love?” she asked Meredith.
“Don’t leave me,” I mouthed to Meredith.
“You’re going to do fine. Kick Chris’ ass for me.” They walked to the other side of the gym, and started stretching.
Jerks. Leaving me alone to deal with the boys.
I glanced from Chris to Dastien and back again. “So, what now?”
“Fine.” Dastien crossed his arms. His biceps bulged and I wanted to squeeze them to see if they were as firm as they looked.
Dastien cleared his throat, drawing my attention to his face. I blushed at his smirk. I hoped I hadn’t been too obvious with my staring, but I had a feeling I’d been utterly transparent. Traitorous hormones.
“I’ll be watching you,” Dastien said.
That wasn’t going to help me concentrate at all.
“Chris is the best student fighter in the school, but he’ll go slow with you.” I made sure to keep contact with his eyes as he talked. It was much harder than it should’ve been. “I’m assuming you’ve never taken any kind of class like this?”
“Does a Tae Bo video count?” I said.
“No,” they said together.
That’s what I thought. “Then, no.”
“Okay, Chris. Start with basic stretches, then stances. Make sure she doesn’t break anything when she tries to throw a punch,” Dastien said. “If she gets hurt, I’ll make you hurt.”
Yikes. Poor Chris. Chances were I’d probably hurt myself, but it wouldn’t be his fault.
“I’ll take good care of her.” Chris winked at me as soon as Dastien walked away.
I looked Chris up and down. He’d put back on his shirt, which I was glad for. Dastien could possibly classify as the jealous type. But something struck me as off. “I thought you said you were artsy.”
“I am.”
“Artsy people don’t fight like that.”
“Maybe, but I’m a werewolf.” He grinned with all his teeth.
I stared at the ceiling. “Mad. That’s what everyone is here.”
Chris put an arm around my shoulders and pulled me toward the mats. A growl echoed through the suddenly quiet gym. Dastien was watching us, as promised.
Chris started moving his arm, but I reached up and held it in place. “Where we headed, sensei?” I asked Chris.
Chris and Dastien were in some sort of a staring contest. Chris’s blue eyes flared bright. Neither of them noticed me. Chris dropped his gaze to the ground and stepped away from me. “Let’s go over there. Don’t want to be too close to anyone else.” His hands were balled into tight fists, knuckles white.
“What was that about?”
“Nothing.” The smile he gave me was a shadow of his usual one.
