I was slightly embarrassed by her outburst, but I can’t lie. Her comment made me feel confident.
I pulled my hair into a ponytail practically on top of my head and have zero makeup on because it’s kind of warm out here and the sun is intense at this time of the day. I can feel sweat forming on my hairline, but I can’t worry about it.
Whereas Sienna has a full face of makeup and a pale-pink sports bra on with matching booty shorts. Like her ass cheeks are practically hanging out, and when she stretches her legs, I catch Coop looking away quickly more than once. He doesn’t want to see his sister like that.
Oh, Sienna is funny. What makes it even funnier is Gavin acts oblivious. Does he do it on purpose? I don’t think so. She could remove all her clothes and dance in front of him for a solid five minutes, and he probably wouldn’t give her even an ounce of the attention she’d love to have from him.
I admire her determination. I would’ve given up a long time ago. Maybe she should, too, but if I were to suggest that, I know what she would say.
I’m no quitter.
And I kind of love that about her.
But how is that different from what Frank does? I suppose it’s because Sienna is stuck just on Gavin, while Frank tends to fall for almost every attractive woman who speaks to him.
Poor Frank. He’s so nice. He just needs to find the right girl for him.
I wind us down after about forty minutes, leading the group through simple stretching exercises that help their muscles cool down. Once I’m finished, I even hit them with a “namaste” because Frank loves it when I do that, for some reason, and Sienna even giggles after I say it.
“Such a cliché, Ever,” she teases, and I just roll my eyes at her.
No one protests. No one complains. All these big dudes seem to love my yoga classes, and that fills me with pride. It makes me happy that they enjoy them so much.
“Hey, you did really well,” I tell her as I approach, drawing closer so I can murmur into her ear. “You weren’t obvious when you were flirting with Gavin at all.”
“You don’t need to lie to me,” she says with a laugh when I pull away. “He could walk into his bedroom and I’d be laid out on his bed naked, spread-eagle and greased up, and he wouldn’t bat an eyelash.”
I make a face. “Greased up?”
“You know what I mean.” She waves a dismissive hand.
“Um, not really, but okay.” We both look in Gavin’s direction. He’s currently drinking from his water bottle, and he’s not wearing a shirt, showing off the gloriousness that is his naked chest. I totally get why Sienna is so into him. First of all, look at him. It also helps that he’s so nice. “He should probably put a shirt on.”
“No, he definitely should not.” A lusty sigh escapes my friend. “I would give anything to lick his abs just once in my life.”
Now I’m the one who’s giggling, my gaze shifting to Nico, who is currently lifting the hem of his T-shirt and wiping his chin with it. Exposing the perfection that is his abs.
Okay. I can get on board with Sienna’s wish to lick Gavin’s abs. Though I’d much prefer to lick Nico’s.
“His abs are good, too, aren’t they?” Sienna’s tone is knowing, and I shoot her a quick look. “I saw you checking him out.”
I’m sighing, too, though I don’t think it sounds as lust filled as Sienna’s. “Fine, you caught me.”
“You two just going to flirt for the entire school year but never actually do anything about it?”
“He doesn’t flirt with me” is my immediate response. “He seems annoyed with me half the time.”
“You are so blind.” The disappointment in Sienna’s voice is obvious.
I meet her gaze, vaguely confused. “What are you talking about?”
“Men do this. Instead of acting like they’re into the women they’re—into, they act mad at them instead. I think they’re frustrated with their feelings.”
“I frustrate him?”
“No. Well, maybe. But his feelings for you frustrate him even more,” Sienna explains.
Okay, this all sounds strangely logical. Maybe that’s my problem too. My feelings for him frustrate me as well. Which makes me think of the conversation with Coop at Charley’s, when he told me Nico was fighting his feelings.