is beautiful and the people are friendly." Lisa giggled.
"Sounds like here, maybe you need to stay here a little longer and keep me company," Maria joked.
"Maybe you're right Maria," Lisa smiled. "Actually, that's not a bad idea and I didn't tell you this yet but I've already decided I am going to stay here for the winter, relax and take it easy and then travel later on to South America. Why not, you're only young once, right?"
"Great, it'll be good to get to know you better. And maybe I can find a good man for you. There must be one somewhere." Maria laughed as she playfully grabbed Lisa's hand.
"Let's forget about men for now. What's that your grandmother used to say? My happiness is up to me. I don't need a man to make me happy. I'm now officially successfully single and loving it. No more compromises, no more silly arguments and no more bad birthday presents."
"That's it Lisa and don't forget it ok?"
"I won't, I can assure you, well, I'm off to an early evening yoga class in 20 minutes so I better go and get changed, see you tomorrow Maria."
"Bye Lisa, and please you must come to my house on Sunday for dinner with my family. My kids would love to meet you."
"Oh thank you, I'd love to, I love kids. That's so nice of you. You're like my Mexican mom," Lisa beamed.
* * *
Just as dawn was breaking Lisa strolled down the beach to the yoga palapa, people said it was the best yoga class in town. And apparently the teacher was hot.
Lisa walked in and almost dropped her mat when she saw Victor standing at the front of the room ready to give the class.
"Morning Lisa, good to have you with us, take a spot, we're just about to start," Victor looked over just in time to see the surprise on her face and he grinned from ear to ear.
Lisa felt her heart flutter and she trembled a little as she bent forward to lay out her mat. What next? This town sure is full of surprises. Or maybe it's just the Victor Factor. Yeah, that's it, he's always got one more surprise up his fine linen sleeve.
The class was grueling but immensely satisfying. By the end of the session the room was full of rosy cheeked twenty something girls, all beaming at Victor. Lisa felt jealous for some reason, and a little angry.
When the class ended, a small group of yoga chicks swarmed around Victor and Lisa stormed out the door. She marched down the beach and stopped to take off her sandals when she felt a firm hand on her shoulder.
"Lisa, what's the hurry? I wanted to talk to you," Victor whispered in her ear.
Lisa turned and tried to hide her anger, "Oh, hi Victor, great class, I was going to catch you at the bar later on tonight."
"I won't be at the bar tonight so I wanted to talk to you at some point today."
Lisa's heart flipped a somersault. What was wrong with her today? She felt like she'd completely lost control of herself. Maybe too much yoga wasn't such a good thing after all.
"Okay, what is it?" Lisa snapped.
Victor took a step back, his shoulders slumped and the smile left his face, "I'm sorry, maybe I got the wrong impression. Look, you're obviously in a hurry, I better let you go. See you later."
With that Victor slowly turned to walk away. Lisa watched as he made his way back to the yoga palapa and her heart sank, she wished she could calm down when she saw Victor with other women, she wished she could swallow her pride and run after him. And above all else, she wished she didn't feel so alone without him.
* * *
The next morning Lisa showered before eating breakfast in the hotel restaurant. She read a magazine while she ate, pretending to be fascinated by the article on whale preservation, while fuming inside. Honestly, she could care less right now about the plight of those marvelous mammals. She ate and glared at the magazine until she could eat no more.
Now what was she going to do for the rest of the day? On the way out of the lobby she bumped into Karl sitting on a sofa by the window, one of the many
"Sounds like here, maybe you need to stay here a little longer and keep me company," Maria joked.
"Maybe you're right Maria," Lisa smiled. "Actually, that's not a bad idea and I didn't tell you this yet but I've already decided I am going to stay here for the winter, relax and take it easy and then travel later on to South America. Why not, you're only young once, right?"
"Great, it'll be good to get to know you better. And maybe I can find a good man for you. There must be one somewhere." Maria laughed as she playfully grabbed Lisa's hand.
"Let's forget about men for now. What's that your grandmother used to say? My happiness is up to me. I don't need a man to make me happy. I'm now officially successfully single and loving it. No more compromises, no more silly arguments and no more bad birthday presents."
"That's it Lisa and don't forget it ok?"
"I won't, I can assure you, well, I'm off to an early evening yoga class in 20 minutes so I better go and get changed, see you tomorrow Maria."
"Bye Lisa, and please you must come to my house on Sunday for dinner with my family. My kids would love to meet you."
"Oh thank you, I'd love to, I love kids. That's so nice of you. You're like my Mexican mom," Lisa beamed.
* * *
Just as dawn was breaking Lisa strolled down the beach to the yoga palapa, people said it was the best yoga class in town. And apparently the teacher was hot.
Lisa walked in and almost dropped her mat when she saw Victor standing at the front of the room ready to give the class.
"Morning Lisa, good to have you with us, take a spot, we're just about to start," Victor looked over just in time to see the surprise on her face and he grinned from ear to ear.
Lisa felt her heart flutter and she trembled a little as she bent forward to lay out her mat. What next? This town sure is full of surprises. Or maybe it's just the Victor Factor. Yeah, that's it, he's always got one more surprise up his fine linen sleeve.
The class was grueling but immensely satisfying. By the end of the session the room was full of rosy cheeked twenty something girls, all beaming at Victor. Lisa felt jealous for some reason, and a little angry.
When the class ended, a small group of yoga chicks swarmed around Victor and Lisa stormed out the door. She marched down the beach and stopped to take off her sandals when she felt a firm hand on her shoulder.
"Lisa, what's the hurry? I wanted to talk to you," Victor whispered in her ear.
Lisa turned and tried to hide her anger, "Oh, hi Victor, great class, I was going to catch you at the bar later on tonight."
"I won't be at the bar tonight so I wanted to talk to you at some point today."
Lisa's heart flipped a somersault. What was wrong with her today? She felt like she'd completely lost control of herself. Maybe too much yoga wasn't such a good thing after all.
"Okay, what is it?" Lisa snapped.
Victor took a step back, his shoulders slumped and the smile left his face, "I'm sorry, maybe I got the wrong impression. Look, you're obviously in a hurry, I better let you go. See you later."
With that Victor slowly turned to walk away. Lisa watched as he made his way back to the yoga palapa and her heart sank, she wished she could calm down when she saw Victor with other women, she wished she could swallow her pride and run after him. And above all else, she wished she didn't feel so alone without him.
* * *
The next morning Lisa showered before eating breakfast in the hotel restaurant. She read a magazine while she ate, pretending to be fascinated by the article on whale preservation, while fuming inside. Honestly, she could care less right now about the plight of those marvelous mammals. She ate and glared at the magazine until she could eat no more.
Now what was she going to do for the rest of the day? On the way out of the lobby she bumped into Karl sitting on a sofa by the window, one of the many
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