Let’s stretch together today

You notice the yoga pants first — the way they grip every curve like a second skin, leaving nothing to the imagination and everything to desire.

You feel your eyes tracing slowly upward, lingering where the fabric pulls tightest, your breath catching somewhere between your chest and your throat.

You want to close the distance, to press your hands against those hips and pull that warm body flush against yours, feeling the stretch of muscle beneath your palms, the heat radiating through thin material, the quiet electricity of skin that hasn't quite been touched yet.