The man made his way over to me, breathing heavily. For a beginner, I had to admit he had done quite well, but I had to wonder what he was doing in my class. Rachel was eyeing him hungrily from the reception desk, licking her lips and making suggestive hand gestures as I tried my best to ignore her. I wasn’t looking for a date or a new love interest. Besides, I had a feeling he would be more Rachel’s type.
“May I say that was a very interesting class” the man panted.
I gave him a look filled with curiosity “you did well in keeping up” I allowed, extending my hand graciously “my name’s Flair, I’m afraid I didn’t quite get your name at the beginning.”
“Timothy,” he said with a rakish grin.
“What brings you into my class today? I don’t often get casuals” I said, with a small smile curving on my lips.
“Oh, I just thought it was something new to try” he stammered.
My eyes narrowed “Something new? You look as though you hit the gym regularly, and are perhaps a runner” I mused as he blanched “I wouldn’t think that yoga would be your forte” I said thoughtfully “unless you have an injury and your doctor recommended it?” I tried to pry.
There was something suspicious about this man. The more I spoke, the more nervous he became. He played with the neckline of his shirt, his cheeks flushing even more.
“I just thought it would be fun” he choked out.
“Was it fun?” I asked him casually.
He coughed “it was most interesting. What made you want to become a yoga instructor?” he asked curiously.
I stared him straight in the eyes “I had a lot of depression and anxiety issues growing up and yoga was the one thing that helped” I said, causing him to look uncomfortable “eventually I decided I wanted to become a teacher and help others to overcome the same sort of issues.”
“That’s very magnanimous of you,” he said, his breathing beginning to become a bit more normal.
“Not really,” I said with a shrug “I still make money from it, so it’s not exactly generous. I do however offer free classes during the week for those that can’t afford it and scholarships. But it’s better to do something you love than do a job that makes you miserable” I added, watching him carefully.
Bingo. His face dropped slightly at the word job. I tried not to smirk. I knew he had a reason for being here. Part of me wondered if Charlotte or Johnathon had tried to bribe a spy into my midst to convince me to sign the divorce papers. “You can tell Johnathon or Charlotte that I will sign the divorce papers when I’m good and ready” I bit out in irritation “and I won’t be bullied into doing them, if that’s what you were hoping for.”
He looked confused “Who is Johnathon or Charlotte?”
I narrowed my eyes. “Why exactly are you here Timothy and don’t sprout nonsense about wanting to do yoga. I know you’re here for a different purpose” I said poking him in the chest.
I always trusted my instincts. He opened his mouth to protest and then Rachel joined me, looking at him suspiciously. “I just looked up Timothy here,” she said, shooting a glance at me “The idiot used his real name. Guess who he works for,” she said smugly.
“Not Charlotte and Johnathon?” I asked wearily.
She shook her head. Timothy looked panicked “Alright, alright,” he said hastily, putting his hand up in a panic “my boss is going to kill me for not using a different name. I didn’t think you would be this suspicious,” he said with a groan “I work for Grayson Oakes” he blurted out.
Silence. I frowned. Why would Grayson Oakes send his minion over here? It made no sense. No man wanted a date that badly. “Explain,” I said shortly “and this better be good.”
“He’s um, interested in you,” he said bowing his head “and he sent me to get to know what you are like in person. Whether you’re nice or …” he trailed off.
“Or if I’m a bitch behind closed doors” I concluded shaking my head, a small smile curving on my lips “I don’t get it, what kind of man wants to date this badly? Your boss could have any woman he wanted. I’m just a yoga instructor that he saw in a restaurant. Is he always like this when he decides to pursue someone?” I asked incredulously.
What happened to the man having no desire to date anyone? I was certainly no one special, unless….he somehow knew my real identity? No, it wasn’t possible I concluded. This had to be something else.
Timothy bit his lip “I was supposed to gather information about you and then go back and inform him. That was my order. If I tell you anything else, he’ll have my head.”
Rachel snorted “you’re not a very good spy,” she told him without sympathy as he blushed “we could tell how fake you were in an instant. I always do a background check on clients, especially at the moment,” she said with a telling look at me “the least you could have done is made up a fake surname.”
He grimaced “Please don’t tell my boss that. He’ll think I’m a complete idiot.”
“As opposed to what?” Rachel asked sweetly.
I felt a little bit of sympathy for him. Very little. I folded my arms across my chest and surveyed him frostily. “I was actually going to see your boss tomorrow” I informed Timothy with a raised brow “but I can see now that time is of the essence. I would like to find out for myself why he’s so interested in me. So Timothy” I said with a little smile, “I think you should come with us and show us to your boss’s home. If he wants to find out so much about me, then he should get it directly from the source.”
“You can’t do that” he protested in a panic as I smirked at him “nobody ever goes to the boss’s home. Hell, he barely likes me going in there.”
“Maybe he should have been more prudent about who he sent to spy on me,” I said unapologetically, nodding to Rachel who began to grab our stuff haphazardly.
I grabbed Timothy by the arm. “Ouch,” he said complaining as he felt my nails digging into his skin “What are you doing? Where are we going?”
“To his house,” I said and he looked at me, raising a brow and looking down at me with something akin to disdain.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.