He took a deep breath in. “Good morning, babe.” He yawned, pulling me closer into his bare chest.
I loved the way my skin felt on his.
More firsts.
I was really enjoying my new conviction of being a yes person. It had brought me to one of the most incredible people I had ever met in my life.
“Good morning, handsome.” I glanced over his shoulder to check the time on the clock that rested on his nightstand. “I have to head to that yoga class.”
He groaned loudly. “No, don’t go!”
“You promised I would make it if I came over last night.”
He rubbed his sleepy eyes and grunted, “Fine.”
Suddenly, I got the best idea ever. “Hey, why don’t you come with me?”
His eyes shot open. “Me? Do yoga?”
I nodded, giggling. “Why is that such a shocking notion?”
Chase propped up on his elbow. “Because I am a giant hockey player. I’d be a bull in a damn china shop for sure.”
“Yes, but a sexy bull,” I teased. “Come on. It will be so much fun.”
“Do you really want me to go?” he asked, rolling me on top of him.
I nodded playfully, starting to plant hasty kisses on his lips and cheeks. “Please, babe, for me?”
“You’re lucky you’re cute and that I have today off from practice.” He kissed the tip of my nose and smacked my ass gently. “Now get up so I can get damn sweats on and try this yoga thing you’re so keen on.”
“There’s a first time for everything, my dear. Who knows? You might just enjoy yourself.”
* * *
WatchingChase doing downward dog on the pink mat that was way too small for his giant frame next to me was one of my favorite sights to date. He was trying so hard to get the poses right that he was forgetting to breathe. Every once in a while, I would hear him gasp for air, and it took everything in me to not bust out in a fit of hysterics on the spot.
“And now, mountain,” the instructor’s soft voice dictated, and Chase whispered, “Finally, one I know I can’t mess up.”
I silently giggled, getting into position and taking a deep breath in then holding it for a few seconds. Calm washed over my body while I did yoga; it was my meditation time.
“Slowly relax and enter tree pose.”
Chase watched me as I lifted my right leg, resting my foot on the inside of my left knee.
“Wh-Whoa,” I heard him exclaim as he attempted to balance.
I looked over my shoulder at him and said, “I know you have to be more coordinated and graceful than this on the ice. Just relax and listen to your body.”
An older lady to my side shot us a dirty look while holding her finger over her mouth to shush me. I rolled my eyes at her and she looked away quickly. Some people took life way too seriously in my opinion.
As the class ended, we all bowed to the instructor and made our way out the door.
“That was an interesting first.” Chase hooked his arm around my neck as we walked out of the studio.
“Hey, I have an idea.” I practically bounced as I positioned myself so I could look up at him. “Let’s spend the next two weeks doing firsts, trying all new things together before my orientation.”
Chase scooped me up into his arms and whirled me in the air effortlessly; it was so different than when my dance partners did it. Even though dancers were strong, Chase had more brawn, and I wasn’t worried that an extra pound might snap his wrist like a twig. “That is a wonderful idea, baby.”
