I feel his hungry eyes watching me everywhere I go.

I need to be caressed by more than his gaze.

Whoever said yoga brings inner peace wasn’t twisted into a position that made them stare at their inner thighs.

The man stalks by my window every day. His eyes linger as I teach Curvy Girl Yoga. It should scare me, but I can’t help the thrill I get. I wait for him. Eager for his eyes to swallow me whole.

Fantasizing about the day he comes in the doors and rescues me from my life.

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I feel his hungry eyes watching me everywhere I go.

I need to be caressed by more than his gaze.

Whoever said yoga brings inner peace wasn’t twisted into a position that made them stare at their inner thighs.

The man stalks by my window every day. His eyes linger as I teach Curvy Girl Yoga. It should scare me, but I can’t help the thrill I get. I wait for him. Eager for his eyes to swallow me whole.

Fantasizing about the day he comes in the doors and rescues me from my life.

Then he does rescue me— from my sleazeball boss. It isn’t anything like my fantasies. Now he’s testing my zen with those stormy blue eyes. Rowan isn’t a nice guy after all.

But that’s perfect. I don’t want nice.

I want him.
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