Cabin Fire: A New Adult and College Romance (The Billionaire Romance Redemption Series Book 4) Read Online Free Page B

over. She didn’t need to look inside her fridge. The casserole she had made last night was in there—completely uneaten.
    Eventually, the flowers would be gone and the casserole would be eaten or thrown out—more likely the latter, given her lack of appetite. The pain and confusion would last much longer. Tears welled up in her eyes. Yes, getting out of the house, even if it was for yoga, started to sound better and better.
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    Abby walked into the yoga studio. She was early. A woman at the front desk took her name and directed her to the change rooms. She changed quickly, then waited at the studio door for Ruth. There was a class that seemed to be wrapping up before theirs would start. The room alone made her glad she had come out. It had a beautiful view of the ocean. And everyone inside looked so calm as they stretched out on their mats.
    Ruth showed up just as students were leaving the class. She was already dressed, and held her own yoga mat over her shoulder.
    “Hey Abby,” she greeted her with a hug. “I’m really glad you made it.”
    “Hi Ruth. Thanks for the invite.”
    “Come on. Let’s go inside. The place gets packed for this class time.”
    She showed Abby the stack of yoga mats in the corner of the room, and they set themselves up near one of the windows.
    “Do you come down here often?” Abby asked as they waited for the instructor to start.
    “Two or three times a week. I’d like to do more, but I’m on the volleyball team as well. There’s only so much room for leisure in between class time, I’m afraid.”
    “I hear you.”
    The incredibly fit yoga instructor walked to the front of the class and clapped to get started. She turned on some gentle music, and reminded everyone to grab a mat and spread out as much as possible.
    “Alright,” the instructor started, “I’d like everyone to take a deep breath. For those who are new, every time you breathe, imagine filling your air with so much air, your stomach pushes out. You never want your shoulders moving up and down when you breathe. It means you’re not filling your lungs to capacity.”
    Ruth looked over at Abby and nodded.
    The instructor continued. “Let’s start with a nice and easy downward dog pose.”
    Abby watched and followed slowly. Everyone else snapped at the hips to get into the pose.
    “Be sure to arch your back,” the woman called out to the group. “Keep it strong and flat, yet relax and breathe as you deepen into the pose.”
    She walked around the room, checking everyone’s form, Abby guessed. She adjusted some students’ positions and went back to the front of the class. She moved through each position in the same way. Except for a handstand at the end, Abby found it easy enough to follow along, and relaxing too. It just wasn’t as enjoyable as running.
    Ruth waited outside for Abby to change back to her street clothes when the class was finished.
    “So? How did you like it?” Ruth said when Abby exited the change rooms.
    “Not bad,” Abby answered.
    “There’s a little shop across the street. Want to go have a coffee?”
    “Sure. Coffee sounds good.”
    “Great.”
    They left their cars in the yoga studio parking lot and walked over to the café. Abby inhaled deeply as they walked in, taking in the decadent, exotic coffee scents that filled the air. Yes. Coffee would help her focus when she got back home. She joined the line behind Ruth, recognizing many of the faces from the yoga class in front of her. Some had tucked around tables in groups of two to four. She smiled a little. It seemed counter-intuitive, taking a yoga class to relax, and then filling up with caffeine right afterward.
    Ruth stepped up to the counter. The barista was ready to take her order. She turned to Abby to see what she wanted to drink. “It’s on me,” Ruth said, “as I practically forced you to come out, and all.”
    “It’s okay. I’m glad I came. And thanks for the coffee. I’ll have a small espresso.”
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