The junction between pain and pleasure was the spot Andrew found himself in. A few hours away from his date with Clare there were many doubts in his head. One of them was apprehension, as usual Sophia hadn't been as active.
'I know she hasn't... disappeared... I saw her this morning but, other than that... maybe she's doing her own research?' He thought, the process interrupted by a sinful voice whispering ever so slightly by his ear -the voice of a mature lady, accompanied by a sharp strain of the muscle tissue.
"Stretch, stretch~"
"Ugh!"
He groaned, trying as hard as he could to reach the tip of his toes while Gloria pushed from behind, a job well done. Upon easily reaching his toes, Andrew felt a cold sweat roll down from his forehead, whether it was from the strain of the yoga positions or Beatrice's glare from the corner of the room, he didn't know.
"Easy~ just like that…"
"Thanks, Gloria".
"You're welcome. I was starting to miss you, Andrew. You didn't call me even after we exchanged numbers, how cold".
With her two eyes fixed on the teaching Maya, Gloria Wickedheart's whole attention was placed on her 'trainee'.
"I've been a little... busy. Also, you didn't come to the last two sessions" He remarked, usually out of all the ladies in the group, Gloria was the only one that seemed rather 'easy-going' not showing up whenever she wanted and showcasing a clear lack of discipline.
A lack of discipline that wasn't portrayed on her body, at the very least.
"You're not the only one that's busy~ your matters are more hectic than mine I'm afraid. This whole case regarding that Sasha girl from your school".
"How do you know about that?"
"A conflict between Belle, Mayers and Euston? Why would I not know?~"
Andrew frowned at her wording, she made it sound as if the centre of this conflict wasn't the murder of an innocent high school girl.
"It is not a family conflict, it is-"
"A case for justice? Trying to get Mariah Belle to be accountable for her actions against Sasha Brooks? Sweetheart, clearly you have no idea what is going on here. New York is deeper than you could ever know" Gloria took the chance as they changed position to firmly press herself against him to the point Beatrice was almost groaning.
Her eyes were intense and Andrew felt they drew him into a deep haze. He wanted to ask her more about the subject, but in the end, someone stood up in the middle of the session and walked up to them, placing her matt right next to them shamelessly.
"Eh?"
"Could I talk to you later?" Beatrice's glare never ceased, 'why does it have to be her teaching Andrew anyway? I have never done yoga in my life but even I can do that!'.
"Beatrice Parker~ long time".
"Gloria Wickedheart, I remember you".
Both ladies glared at one another, 23 years vs 33 years. Nevertheless, their silhouettes clad in tight leggings and shirts showed no transgression of age.
"We met once back then in Russia, you were quite small back then and a little filthy~ I can see you have... grown, in many ways" Gloria didn't stop assisting Andrew but her gaze got pulled onto something else. Beatrice's chest which she couldn't help but admire, recalling the little 'boy' back then whose attributes were nothing if unexistent.
'And yet her chest is as big as mine now and that body... not bad for a human I guess~'
Beatrice's brows twitched at being called 'filthy' surely back then she was trying to survive and didn't put that much priority into hygiene, they had only met once during those holidays and yet that image of hers seemed like it was going to be firmly engraved in Gloria's mind.
"Thanks, I also remember you were a lot younger than now".
...
Andrew started to sweat, there wasn't any extra pressure on his shoulders from Gloria nor did anything feel like it had changed, except for the aura. Even he knew what one should never say to a lady and Beatrice clearly trespassed a threshold.
Gloria's eyes flinched and for a second, Andrew could swear a black vapour came out of her, but it disappeared soon after. Making him believe it was only his imagination.
*CHA!*
For the rest of the session, everything was a little awkward. Maya continued to give instructions together with Alicia, but one could tell they didn't even want to look at the direction Beatrice and Gloria were in. The latter released Andrew, telling him that the next positions he should be able to do on his own and proceeded to literally compete against Beatrice to see who could stretch more.
"Let me teach you about younghood~".
"Sure, but I can't see it young in you".
A sweating Andrew could only wonder why Beatrice was always so competitive, 'E-Even if she is jealous...'
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"Andrew, how about you prepare for your date? I have some words to talk here with little Beatrice" Gloria did her final stretch one hour later with the session finished and the ladies packing up to leave. Alicia and Gabi looked like they wanted to speak to Andrew but with the atmosphere the way it was, they decided to retreat for now.
Hearing Gloria's wicked voice, Andrew stopped and gasped, the question he wished to ask got instead thrown out by Beatrice.
"Wait, how do you know he has a date!?" She stood on guard between her and Andrew, she knew a stalker when she saw one, she could literally smell them... how could she not identify her own behaviour?
"Again, I have my ways which I don't need to tell you about" Brushing her hair, Gloria sighed and waved her hand towards one of the pretty ladies who were watching from the sidelines, "Could you come for a minute, Alicia?"
"Oh? do you need me for anything?" Asked the beauty, walking with confident steps to the group while the rest of the girls retreated, another beauty stood watching from the sidelines, Gabi Mozi.