“You’re being a Neanderthal. I’m embarrassed. Everyone’s staring.”
“Would you rather I throw you down on this mat and give them something to stare at?”
“Stop.”
“Kiss me.”
“No, we are making a spectacle.”
“Okay, I’ll kiss you.” I tilt her head and nibble lightly on her bottom lip. Her breath hitches, and I dip lower, slipping my tongue into her mouth and moaning when I taste her. Her body loosens as she moves a hand to my chest and kisses me back. I pull away when a throat clears behind us.
She gives a squeak when she turns around and sees every eye on us. The instructor is staring at me with a smug grin.
“Take it you’re the boyfriend.”
“Obviously.”
“You serve?”
“Marines, you?” I recognize a few of his tattoos.
“Army,” he confirms.
“She’s taken.” I cut to the point, wrapping my arms around Presley’s waist, and feel her brace.
“I gathered that. Think you’ve made your point.”
“Have I?”
“Will you stop?” Pressley wiggles free and slaps at my hands. “You’re being ridiculous!”
There’s a giggle from the group of women, and Ember and Reese cover their mouths to hide their amusement.
“Don’t encourage him! And you two aren’t helping matters.” Presley points at Robbie and Tripp, who are both smiling widely.
“Babe, I think he’s showing a huge amount of restraint. If I walked in here and found this guy fondling Ember, we’d be looking at manslaughter.” Robbie gets serious and cuts his eyes to the man still grinning behind Presley.
“This guy has a name. It’s Sam.” He gives a chin lift.
“Sam, I am so sorry these insane, over-bearing, and extremely rude men interrupted your class,” Presley gushes an apology.
“Don’t mention it. We were almost done anyway. Let’s do a cool down.” Sam goes to the front of the mat and starts a series of stretching exercises.
“I can’t believe this. It’s mortifying. You’re insane.”
I try to feel guilty, but I remember Sam’s body wrapped around hers, and the guilt disappears.
“Babe, I think we already established I have tunnel vision when it comes to you. Before you go into a full on hissy fit, think about what I saw.”
She bites on her lower lip and looks over her shoulder then back at me. Her expression softens as she realizes I have a point. “I’m never going to be able to take his class again.”
“I’ll give you a workout… every single night. We don’t need him.” I wiggle my eyebrows and see her lips twitch, fighting a smile.
“You are out of your mind, but for some reason, I can’t stay mad.”
“Good. Finish your cool down and let’s go home. I think you mentioned something about blue lace.”
“That was before you showed up and acted like a barbarian.”