head and notice Jake standing on his deck, his eyes glued to my bending body. A coffee cup is raised to his mouth, like he was about to take a drink but paused just before. He then realizes he’s been caught and he smirks.
Smug jerk .
I can still feel his eyes on me as I go through a vinyasa flow. He’s making no move to leave. But instead of making me feel insecure, it fuels me to show off my skills. I’ve been practicing yoga since shortly after my dad killed himself. My therapist said it would relax me, and would also be a positive outlet to release my anger and pain.
My body is getting warm as I go from airplane to a one-legged chair pose. I turn my head, and yes, he is still watching. I smirk back at him as I jump from forward fold right into chaturanga . When I get back in downward dog, I catch his eyes on my ass. Shit. Now I’m really warm. And then I feel a hand swat my ass. I yelp and turn to see Cole smiling. He’s freshly showered, wearing his Lincoln High baseball tee and cargo shorts. He looks yummy, as usual.
Grabbing me by the waist, he pulls me flush against his body and kisses me long and passionately. “ Mmmm , I love watching you bend over like that. Although, I would prefer you to be naked and in our bed.”
We both laugh and I punch him in the arm. As I turn around to roll my mat, I discretely glance over at Jake’s backyard. He’s gone. I grab my mat, and when I turn around, Cole is looking in the same direction I was . Did he see Jake? If he did, he isn’t saying anything. His face returns to mine and he smiles. I link my arm in Cole’s and head back inside.
Once I go through the door, I run upstairs to take a quick shower. It’s another warm day, so I decide on a high-waisted and flowy A-line sunflower skirt that hits my knees, paired with a black cropped top that shows the tiniest sliver of tummy, and the brown Birkenstocks that I’ve had for ages. I leave my immense amount of curly hair flowing freely down my back, dust on a bit of blush, and head downstairs. The kids are still being entertained by Austin and Allie , so I start packing our lunches for the play date. Cole’s sitting at the breakfast bar with another cup of coffee, reading something on his phone. He looks up at me and whistles. I wink. While I pack a lunch for him, Cole comes up behind me, wraps his arms around my waist and lightly kisses my shoulder.
“You sure you don’t want to go to the game today, baby?” he asks hoarsely. I turn around in his arms to see why he’s asking. Is he mad? He’s never mad if we skip one every once in a while.
With furrowed brows I ask, “Did you really want us to go? I already agreed to the play date. And the kids are super excited. They’d be disappointed if I backed out.”
He looks at me for a beat, eyes probing. What is going on in that head of his lately? He finally answers with a giant exhale of breath, “Yeah, you’re right.”
I cup his face with both hands and pull him down for a heated kiss. Our tongues tangle, his grip tightens, and we moan into each other’s mouths. I can feel him harden against me. Just as things are getting good, we hear, “ Ewww , gross!” When we turn around, we see Cady and Dyl gagging in the entryway. Cole and I burst out laughing. He bolts from the kitchen and proceeds to chase the kids around the house while I finish the lunches.
Once I’m done, I join in with the hunt, grab Cady and take her upstairs to get her dressed. Cole does the same with Dyl. By the time we’re done, it’s time for Cole to leave for his game. He gives the kids hugs and high fives at the door. I bring him his lunch and a reusable bag full of snacks for his team. He grabs everything and pulls my arm with them, kissing me senseless again.
“I love you so fucking much, Evie,” he says against my lips, with so much affection it weakens my
Smug jerk .
I can still feel his eyes on me as I go through a vinyasa flow. He’s making no move to leave. But instead of making me feel insecure, it fuels me to show off my skills. I’ve been practicing yoga since shortly after my dad killed himself. My therapist said it would relax me, and would also be a positive outlet to release my anger and pain.
My body is getting warm as I go from airplane to a one-legged chair pose. I turn my head, and yes, he is still watching. I smirk back at him as I jump from forward fold right into chaturanga . When I get back in downward dog, I catch his eyes on my ass. Shit. Now I’m really warm. And then I feel a hand swat my ass. I yelp and turn to see Cole smiling. He’s freshly showered, wearing his Lincoln High baseball tee and cargo shorts. He looks yummy, as usual.
Grabbing me by the waist, he pulls me flush against his body and kisses me long and passionately. “ Mmmm , I love watching you bend over like that. Although, I would prefer you to be naked and in our bed.”
We both laugh and I punch him in the arm. As I turn around to roll my mat, I discretely glance over at Jake’s backyard. He’s gone. I grab my mat, and when I turn around, Cole is looking in the same direction I was . Did he see Jake? If he did, he isn’t saying anything. His face returns to mine and he smiles. I link my arm in Cole’s and head back inside.
Once I go through the door, I run upstairs to take a quick shower. It’s another warm day, so I decide on a high-waisted and flowy A-line sunflower skirt that hits my knees, paired with a black cropped top that shows the tiniest sliver of tummy, and the brown Birkenstocks that I’ve had for ages. I leave my immense amount of curly hair flowing freely down my back, dust on a bit of blush, and head downstairs. The kids are still being entertained by Austin and Allie , so I start packing our lunches for the play date. Cole’s sitting at the breakfast bar with another cup of coffee, reading something on his phone. He looks up at me and whistles. I wink. While I pack a lunch for him, Cole comes up behind me, wraps his arms around my waist and lightly kisses my shoulder.
“You sure you don’t want to go to the game today, baby?” he asks hoarsely. I turn around in his arms to see why he’s asking. Is he mad? He’s never mad if we skip one every once in a while.
With furrowed brows I ask, “Did you really want us to go? I already agreed to the play date. And the kids are super excited. They’d be disappointed if I backed out.”
He looks at me for a beat, eyes probing. What is going on in that head of his lately? He finally answers with a giant exhale of breath, “Yeah, you’re right.”
I cup his face with both hands and pull him down for a heated kiss. Our tongues tangle, his grip tightens, and we moan into each other’s mouths. I can feel him harden against me. Just as things are getting good, we hear, “ Ewww , gross!” When we turn around, we see Cady and Dyl gagging in the entryway. Cole and I burst out laughing. He bolts from the kitchen and proceeds to chase the kids around the house while I finish the lunches.
Once I’m done, I join in with the hunt, grab Cady and take her upstairs to get her dressed. Cole does the same with Dyl. By the time we’re done, it’s time for Cole to leave for his game. He gives the kids hugs and high fives at the door. I bring him his lunch and a reusable bag full of snacks for his team. He grabs everything and pulls my arm with them, kissing me senseless again.
“I love you so fucking much, Evie,” he says against my lips, with so much affection it weakens my
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