Chapter 42
Chapter Forty-Two
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FEbrUARY
Postseason bliss looks good on us.
I am absolutely glowing over all the time Noah has on his hands, which he’s been using to shower me with attention. He still has off-season workouts and podcast appearances to keep him busy, but besides that, I have his full attention. It feels like being carried everywhere I go.
My house is almost like an office at this point. I go there during the day to get as much work done as fast as possible. I let the girls run around and chill on the couch with me while I eat lunch, and then I run back to Noah’s house after.
Earlier I got a text from Noah:
Noah
Be ready to go out tonight.
Where?
It’s a surprise. Wear your favorite yoga gear.
Oooooh
It does ruin the surprise a little that I need my yoga clothes.
It’s obviously a class. Maybe it’s private?
That would be amazing. A chance to perfect my chaturanga under the eye of a knowledgeable teacher with me as their only pupil.
It could be a psych out? Maybe a couple’s massage?
I know Noah is fond of them and goes often during the season.
A hike? The weather is decent since it’s February, but all the trees are dead.
Either way, I’m ready for him to come get me.
Wearing my favorite set—navy leggings with a white long-sleeve top that fits tight as a second skin, I shoulder my mat right as the doorbell rings.
I’m aware that I don’t know that this is, in fact, yoga, but one should always be prepared.
I’d be less comfortable and unable to focus if I had to borrow a mat.
“Hey, baby!” Noah calls as he strides into my house. He has those delicious man leggings under his athletic shorts. Just the way I like it. He greets me with a searing kiss.
When we pull away, I say, “Getting a little ahead of yourself there.”
“Am I?” he mocks, thinking. “I thought we could hit a quickie before we go?” His smile is sly.
I roll my eyes even though my cheeks are bright pink, giving me away. I smack him on the chest and push him backward, out the door. “Let's go. You promised me a surprise—and don’t even say you have a surprise for me in your pants or I’ll smack you.”
You can’t give this man an inch, or he’ll take you to bed.
“Babe, you ruin all my fun, but fine, let’s go. The surprise in my pants will still be here later.”