Page 34 of The Yoga Teacher

The moment he stepped inside, the memory of the last time he’d been here hit him like a fist to the gut.

He swallowed hard, his fingers flexing at his sides.

He could hear the soft murmur of voices, the faint shuffle of mats being unrolled.

He stepped toward the main studio door, hesitating just long enough for a voice to cut through the quiet.

“Daniel.”

Daniel stiffened.

Fuck.

Sienna.

She emerged from the hallway, dressed in an earth-toned ensemble, her hair in a loose braid. She carried herself with the same weightless energy as always, like she was floating rather than walking.

Daniel’s stomach clenched.

This was a mistake.

Sienna smiled, slow and knowing. “Looking for me?”

Daniel’s jaw ticked.

“No, I’m looking formy wife.” He exhaled through his nose, keeping his expression blank. “Is she here?”

Sienna just studied him for a long moment, like she was reading his aura or whatever the fuck she thought she couldsee.

Sienna sighed, tilting her head. “There’s something restless in your energy today.”

God, he didn’t evenlikeher. He never had. Not really.

Daniel rubbed a hand down his face. “Jesus, Sienna, just—” He stopped himself, inhaling sharply, reining it in. “Do you know where she is?”

Sienna leaned against the desk, crossing her arms. “I don’t keep tabs on your wife, Daniel.” She watched him carefully, herexpression unreadable. “But I can tell you that she cancelled her membership.”

Daniel’s pulse hammered. He swallowed hard, something cold seeping into his chest.

Yoga had beenhers.This place had beenhers.And now she had given it up.

Sienna stepped closer, reaching out, grazing her fingertips down his arm. “This tension you’re holding onto is so intense,” she murmured.

Daniel jerked back like she was poison. “No.”

Sienna just smiled knowingly. “Your root chakra is telling a different story.”

Daniel stared at her.

She was serious.

His teeth clenched. “What the fuck does that even mean?”

Sienna sighed, like he was a poor lost soul. “Sex is energy, Daniel.”

Jesus fucking Christ.

“A flow state,” she continued, as if she were explaining basic math. “A transcendence of the physical self.” She spoke seriously, like she was letting him in on the secret of the universe.

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