13-06-2025, 01:38 AM
Morning Two – Yoga Time Again
The terrace was quieter today—still, like it sensed something was about to happen. The sky hadn’t yet fully lightened, and the breeze was cool on Abhi’s forearms as he stepped onto the rooftop again, mat tucked under one arm. His heart beat quicker than the stairs should’ve demanded.
She was already there.
Meghana stood in Vrksasana—Tree Pose—one leg folded against her inner thigh, arms raised high overhead in a perfect line. She looked statuesque, almost otherworldly. Her body was steady as stone, but her expression was playful when she glanced at him sideways.
“You’re late, 203,” she teased, not breaking form.
“You’re early.”
She lowered her arms and brought her foot down gracefully. Today she wore a pale gray top knotted just under her chest, the edge riding just high enough to reveal her toned stomach. Her leggings were a dark teal, hugging her hips like liquid shadow, giving a clear glimpse of her soft milky white belly. She glistened slightly from her warm-up, a thin sheen of sweat catching the light along her cleavage.
“You stretched at all?” she asked.
“Sort of.”
She smirked. “Don’t worry. I’ll stretch you.”, winking at him
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The terrace was quieter today—still, like it sensed something was about to happen. The sky hadn’t yet fully lightened, and the breeze was cool on Abhi’s forearms as he stepped onto the rooftop again, mat tucked under one arm. His heart beat quicker than the stairs should’ve demanded.
She was already there.
Meghana stood in Vrksasana—Tree Pose—one leg folded against her inner thigh, arms raised high overhead in a perfect line. She looked statuesque, almost otherworldly. Her body was steady as stone, but her expression was playful when she glanced at him sideways.
“You’re late, 203,” she teased, not breaking form.
“You’re early.”
She lowered her arms and brought her foot down gracefully. Today she wore a pale gray top knotted just under her chest, the edge riding just high enough to reveal her toned stomach. Her leggings were a dark teal, hugging her hips like liquid shadow, giving a clear glimpse of her soft milky white belly. She glistened slightly from her warm-up, a thin sheen of sweat catching the light along her cleavage.
“You stretched at all?” she asked.
“Sort of.”
She smirked. “Don’t worry. I’ll stretch you.”, winking at him
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