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The women around us return her greeting.
“Good morning.” I follow suit, but it’s too late and my deep voice rings out alone through the studio.
After a brief, but painfully awkward pause, Victoria recovers. “As you know, we are here for a mat Pilates class. Can I see some hands for people who have done Pilates before?”
All the women eagerly raise their hands.
“And first timers?”
Avery raises his hand, and after a moment, I do the same.
“Okay, a couple of newbies. Well, we’ll try not to break you.”
The women all laugh and exchange knowing looks.
I nearly take a page from my son’s book and answer with an eye roll, but I catch myself just in time.
Whatever these half naked women can do, I can do.
After an hour of trying not to get caught staring at Victoria’s ass as she leads us through a series of grueling movements, I am fully and completely broken.
I may never walk normally again.
The movements were so tiny, and there was no added weight at all, but here I am, forcing a smile as we wipe down our mats and roll them up to place back in the closet.
I can feel muscles in my core and hip flexors that I didn't even know existed.
I briefly consider the possibility that I might die in my sleep tonight, my poor, aching body succumbing to the pain and throwing in the towel.
“What the fuck did she just do to us, man?” Avery hisses at me as we reach the front of the line to set our mats back in the closet.
“Just keep it together until we get out of here.”
He huffs a laugh but says nothing.
I briefly catch Victoria’s eye as we slink out the studio door, the intensity of her gaze zapping my last remaining reserve.
Terminally sore and desperately horny.
It’s not a combination I have much experience with.
We collapse onto a bench in the locker room, mercifully alone.
“That was some fucked up shit.”
I laugh at the way Avery can sum things up so perfectly. “Yeah.”
“I mean, she was like, hold the ball between your knees and tilt your pelvis, and I was like—hell, I’ll pretend I’m fucking Franny, but I couldn’t even pretend. It was so hard, I could barely even do it.”
I shake my head and huff out another laugh.
“And who knew we’d been doing planks wrong all these years? Jesus, when she came over and tucked my hips, I thought my arms were going to buckle and send me onto my face.”
The memory of Victoria putting her hands on Avery is not my favorite one from the class. I know he’s a committed man these days, but still. The rush of jealousy and possessiveness I felt in that moment caught me off guard. And I can still feel it hovering just inside my ribcage.
“We’ve been doing wimp planks our whole lives. And those chicks?” He breaks off, shaking his head. “Those chicks are hardcore. They just did all that shit and didn’t even complain once.”
“It was a humbling experience.”
