Free Moment of Weakness (Embracing Moments Book 1) by Katie Fox Page A

I slid in next to him. The yoga studio was just a short drive away, located in the town square. Roman held my door open for me while Theo grabbed my stuff from the trunk.
    “I’ll just wait out here for you, Miss Parker. I don’t think it’s necessary for me to go inside.”
    Nodding, I walked through the studio entrance with my bag and mat in tow. I made my way to the back of the studio and took my shoes off, placing them into my locker. The coolness of the hardwood floors felt good against my bare feet. Standing there, I noticed the few changes made to the studio since last year. The soft yellow walls had a fresh layer of paint, and a new floor-to-ceiling window replaced the wall at the front of the building beside the entrance. Artificial ferns hung from the ceiling, and a beautiful waterfall stood in the corner. Sunlight poured in from the window making it a warm and inviting space.
    After filling my water bottle at the fountain, I headed over to my typical spot on the floor. Laying my mat down, I started my warm-up routine. Even here, I found it hard to stay focused. My eyes kept drifting toward the window, trying to catch a glimpse of Roman. He spoke on his phone with one hand in his pants pocket as he paced back and forth.
    “Oh my God, Jules! Please tell me you noticed that fine piece of man standing out front.” A huge smile formed on my face, and I turned to face the fiery redhead next to me. She laid her mat on the floor beside mine, her big gray eyes glued on Roman. A few freckles sprinkled her light complexion.
    “Lacey!” Jumping up, I threw my arms around her. “I’ve missed you!” With my eyes being fixated on Roman, I hadn’t noticed her walk in, but I was glad she was here. She was one of the few friends I had at the moment, and the only one I could spend my summer with.
    “When did you join yoga?” I asked, resuming my position on the floor. I had no idea she even had an interest in yoga.
    “Oh, when I walked by the local studio outside my campus and saw the hot male instructor.”
    I shook my head and laughed at the same time. That was typical Lacey. For as long as I’d known her, she’d always been boy crazy. It was like she wanted to find Mister Right even if that meant dating several Mister Wrongs. And there were quite a few Mister Wrongs. She had her fair share of guys who wanted to take advantage of her, but she always came out of each relationship with her head held high. She didn’t let people get to her, and her infectious personality was the cherry on top of the sundae. Lacey was sweet to everybody, no matter what group you belonged to. Every girl wanted to be her, and every guy wanted to date her. Voted most popular in high school, she had earned the title.
    “You realize our instructor is female, right?”
    She flashed me a huge grin. “Yeah, I know. Truth is, the instructor back at the other studio turned out to be gay. Who would have thought, right?”
    “Right,” I said, smirking at her. I don’t know, but hot-male-yoga-instructor had my gaydar spinning into overdrive. It was obvious her male-crazed brain had clouded hers. She lay down on her mat and started doing some pelvic tilts.
    “Anyway, I stuck it out and realized it’s not so bad.”
    We exchanged smiles and went back to our warm-up routines until the instructor entered the studio. The room grew quiet, and we spent the next forty-five minutes stretching, meditating, and performing several postures. Once class was over, Lacey and I rolled up our mats and tucked them under our arms as we walked back to the changing room.
    Grabbing my yoga bag, I pulled out my outfit I had packed for the day. It was another sundress. The black sleeveless top clung to my chest, and the waist hugged my hips before flowing out to a mint green skirt that fell mid-thigh. It was cute, but still modest for car shopping. I slipped on my black sandals, which made me three inches taller, and draped a beaded necklace around my neck that