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“We’ll get to those, but we’re going to just get the footwork down first.”
She stood and gave me a slight nod.
“Come here.” I held my hand out, not really even meaning to, but her hand suddenly landed in mine and it was like all the blood rushing around in my chest quickly shot to my cock.
Her hand was so soft, and me holding it wasn’t necessary, but she didn’t know that. It was like last night when I grabbed her wrist and trailed my hand over her delicate skin. She never pulled away. It still felt like a firework had exploded in my chest when I thought about it.
It made me wonder what else I might be able to get away with.
“Should I stand here?” She looked down, watching her feet as she positioned them on the mat.
Tugging her hand, I made her shuffle directly in front of me.
“There will be some scenarios in which I’m going to stand behind you and direct some of your movements, so you get the hang of it, okay?”
Her shiny hair was swept up into a ponytail, which made the ends kiss her neck when she dipped her head down.
“So the first thing we need to establish is what you already know?”
I was still standing in front of her, but I’d dropped her hand.
Her green eyes tipped up as she met my stare, then she swiped her tongue across her bottom lip as she seemed to think over my question.
“Um…I picked up a few things from this YouTube video. I know I need to trust my instincts, and show confidence, right? I can’t remember if that was one of them or not. Um, what else?” Her eyes went to the ceiling.
She snapped her fingers excitedly. “Keep a safe distance…”
“Yeah, that’s a great place to start.”
She let out a small chuckle. “I need to get better at using this stuff. Sometimes I just dive into things headfirst.”
I began stretching my arms above my head, curious at her odd statement. “What do you mean?”
“Nothing, it’s just last night, before you texted, I was going to go to McGrady’s.”
I scoffed, not liking the image of her there, drinking…getting hit on.
“You’re not old enough.”
Her cynicism transitioned into a full-bellied laugh as she began to follow me into a series of stretches.
“Technically not, I suppose, but I have a fake ID and I really needed to be around people last night…or at least not be alone. I didn’t go so it doesn’t even matter.”
I moved my arm in front of me and watched as she did the same. Ihadtexted her to come over, but she seemed almost like there was another reason she chose not to go.
“What happened?”
I noticed that her nails had pink on them, hot pink. It was the same color on my girls’ nails this morning as they waved goodbye to me.
Her lips tipped down as she focused on the mat.
“There’s this guy I met at the Community Center. Jeffery Adkins or Aspen…something like that. Anyway, he was nice enough in the center, but he was there last night. He came up to my window, and I rolled it down without thinking and let him get up in my space.”
I lifted a brow as a ball of jealousy tightened in my gut.
“What did he want?” I already knew what he wanted.
He wanted what every guy who saw her wanted.To taste those lips and touch that skin.
