Page 55 of Lost & Found

Jesus, help me.

“Next one is leg swings. It helps isolate one side of the body at a time. It will help increase your range of motion and flexibility. To do them, stand with one leg in front of you, like this.” I moved my body to demonstrate. “Now you’ll lift the other leg, and bend it as you swing it towards the front of the room, then toward the back. We’re going to do it ten times.”

She nodded as she concentrated on the move I did. Once she got into the groove, it came as second nature.

“Impressive. You have a good sense of balance. Often people need a chair to help,” I complimented her. “Now, another easy one. Marcel loathes these with a passion. Wanna take a guess?”

“Lunges?” she said uncertainly.

I threw my head back and laughed. “Spot on, very good. He’ll be thrilled you know him so well. We’re going to deepen the stretch about halfway through. You can rest your palms on the floor for balance if you need to.”

I stopped to demonstrate, and the intensity in her eyes was electric. I cleared my throat. “Ten times on each side. And then we’ll work all the way up your body, starting from your ankles to your head.”

The last sentence came out low and sensual. I wanted to smack myself, but that would draw too much attention. Try as I might, I couldn’t keep the level of professionalism I prided myself on.

This was what she did to me without even trying. After a series of ankle circles and heel raises, we moved to the hips. I showed her the move, but then had to stop her halfway through.

“Let me help you with the form.” I moved behind her, placing my hand on her lower back. “Straighten your back, widen your feet a bit more. Line them up…perfect,” I hummed as she immediately corrected her stance to be shoulder width apart. Her breathing hitched as my hand rested on her right hip. “Bend your knees a little for me.”

“Like this?” she breathed and moved.

“Exactly like that. Now you’re going to straighten this knee.” I tapped the right leg. “And you’ll notice your left hip automatically moves to the side.” I coached her through the move. “Return to center and do the opposite one.” My hand rested on her hips as she did the moves. Two sets of ten and my hands refused to budge the entire time.

Our eyes locked in the full-length mirror, and damned if I didn’t wish for the ability to read her mind. Her lips were parted as she breathed through the exercises. We moved through the shoulder rolls and neck turns quickly, and I declared us sufficiently warmed up and moved to stretches.

“Follow along with me,” I instructed. “Take it slow and mirror me.”

Together, we moved through a series of stretches. Her moves were actually fluid and controlled.

“You do yoga, princess?”

She startled at her nickname, making the corner of my lips turn up in a smile. Instead of answering, she nodded.

“I can tell.” My mind went there even though it was pure insanity. My cock twitched as I thought about ways I could bend her, put those yoga skills to the test. How I would worship her body if she weren’t Isabella Caruso.

“Will we dance?” Her voice was soft and drew me from my thoughts of railing her from behind. “At the wedding?” she corrected.

“I’d be honored to and in order to sell it, we probably should.”

“Be honest. How much is Hannah going to judge me?”

“You want the truth?”

She nodded once more.

“A lot, but I’ll tell her I didn’t fall in love with you for your dancing.”

She stumbled and coughed loudly, causing me to grin. I took the moment to pull her into my arms. Surprisingly, she almost fell into perfect form. Her left hand rested on my shoulder blade.

“Well, you did that well enough.”

“What?” she asked, sounding confused.

“Your body, the form. You keeping something from me?” I teased as my left hand found her right one and I clasped it in mine.

“I pay attention…when you dance.” A flush bloomed across her collarbones and climbed steadily upward. “Close attention.”

“Let’s test that out, then. A simple waltz begins with a box step, which consists of three steps taken in a box-like pattern. I’ll lead, you follow.”