Free Cowgirl Fever (Novak Springs Book 1) by Dawn Brower Page A

morning person could demonstrate to the world past seven a.m. “I’m so glad you could make it to our first yoga session. Today we’re going to mix things up a little bit and do some things besides yoga. We are putting a new twist on things and throwing in some techniques you can only learn in the Cowgirl Yoga program. The beginning is going to be a bit faster paced—to get our motors running. Then we will slow it down and do some more traditional yoga.”
    Ginnifer hated cheery people. Did she ever shut up? Someone should stab Melody’s brown eyes with a sharp stick, or at the very least pull her black hair and smack her head into one of the fence posts. Good God, when did I get such violent thoughts? Maybe she should have taken that damn coffee from Dallas. Clearly she wasn’t fit for decent company. Cruelty was something she didn’t condone, and this innocent woman was only trying to be nice. It became very clear in that moment she needed to keep her distance away from everyone so she could get her nasty thoughts under control. Once the yoga session and breakfast were over, she would head back to her cabin for some extra face time with her pillow. Doing her best to fake a smile of excitement, Ginnifer nodded her head vigorously and lifted the corners of her mouth up with all the effort she could muster. “That is marvelous. I can’t wait to see what you have planned for us.” She turned her back away from Melody the cheerleader and let the corners of her mouth relax into the grimace she was more comfortable donning. Even though she knew she was a bit on the grumpy side, she couldn’t help thinking all that hyperness was not normal before noon. Little Miss Bubbly was the kind of person she had always avoided like the plague. She really was the cheerleader type—all curves and high, perky breasts. All the boys would have followed after her with their tongues hanging out with the hope she would notice they existed. How was she going to stomach an hour listening to her all chirpy-like? Kill me now.
    Melody walked over to a set of speakers and plugged in an iPod. “Okay everyone, if you would grab one of the yoga mats and line up in front of the fence into three rows, we will get started.”
    Ginnifer trekked over and grabbed the first mat she could get her hands on and went to find a spot among the other women. There were three rows forming with four in each row. She wandered over and took a spot next to Emma in the first row. At least she knew her on some level and not everyone was a complete stranger to her.
    Melody’s voice rang out to bring her back to reality for a minute. “Okay everybody, we are going to loosen up a bit first. We are going to walk like toy soldiers for ten steps. One hand up and bring it down and take a step and repeat until you do the whole ten steps, and then turn around and do it all again until you are back in your original spot.” Melody walked a few steps, demonstrating the movements that she wanted the women to make and returned to her original spot. “Okay, let’s start moving.”
    Toy soldiers? Um, whatever. This would at least be a good stress reliever, and Ginnifer was willing to try it. The opening lines to “Country Girl (Shake it For Me)” began to pour out of the speakers. Luke Bryan’s voice saying, “Hey girl and shake it for me” was almost enough to get Ginnifer’s pulse racing. Oh yeah, she would shake anything to the sound of his voice crooning to her. At least Melody had good taste in music.
    At the end of the song, Melody skipped over to put on some softer music and said, “Okay everyone, we are going to start with a mountain pose. Stand tall with feet together, shoulders relaxed, weight evenly distributed through your soles, arms at sides.” Melody stood in front of everyone to demonstrate the position she wanted them in. She looked over at the group and nodded her head in approval at the women. She started to do the next step of the exercise as she