NANCY'S POV

“And…lean to the left…” His voice was loud, calm, soothing as everybody moved on the yoga mats, stretching deeply as he instructed.

My hands were raised above my head, my dark eyes following his every move, gaze lingering on the ripple of abs that flexed every time he spoke.

Oh my god.

I felt like a total pervert.

Stalking someone and signing up for their class all because of one thingㅡ I needed them to fuck me.

I wasn't even kidding.

It had been just a day since Daniel broke up with me and Sarah had suggested going to a club and getting laid. Well, you can imagine...