Page 25 of Take My Love

Shaking my head, I close the door, then walk around to the other side.

“So what does goat yoga entail?” I ask, hitting the gas. “I don’t gotta do any weird positions, do I?”

Her lips curve into a wicked grin. “I hope you’re flexible.”

chapter five

Posey

Once we loadup the baby goats in the crates on the trailer, Silas drives us to the Branch Haven. The class is outside and has already started, so we back up to the gate of the fenced-in area and wait for the instructor to give us the go-ahead to take out the goats.

The first forty-five minutes are a structured class and then the remaining fifteen are when the goats roam free. The instructor usually demonstrates so they know how to pose to get the goats to jump on their backs.

Today, Silas gets to demonstrate.

“So what’s the point of this?” Silas asks while we watch.

“Yoga improves flexibility and balance, it also helps reduce stress and anxiety. It’s known to boost immunity along with strengthenin’ your core and posture. Plus?—”

“I meant the goat part, Posey. How do they help?”

“It’s a form of animal therapy but it’s mostly to add in a fun element, which reduces stress and leads to a relaxed andmindful experience. When a goat climbs your body, it helps increase balance and improve mood.”

He snorts. “You read that off a pamphlet?”

“I helped with the marketin’,” I admit. “And I’ll have you know addin’ goat yoga twice a week has increased membership by 150%. Anyone can sign up for it, not just the guests at the resort. So people from the surroundin’ towns come each week.”

“For fifteen minutes?”

I grin, shrugging. “People love baby goats.”

When it’s time, I open the fence and we usher them in.

Everyone sits in butterfly pose, smiling and laughing as the goats hop around.

Once the gate’s closed, I bring Silas up to the front and roll out one of the extra mats.

“He’s gonna demonstrate for you today,” I tell Mila, smirking while I tie on my apron that’s filled with treats.

“I’m what?” Silas whisper-hisses.

I nod toward the mat. “Downward dog.”

“What is that?”

“Kneel on the mat with your palms flat and lift your knees up. Then straighten your legs and stretch back,” I tell him in the easiest way he’ll understand. “Although you can bend your knees a little if you need to.”

His gaze pingpongs between Mila and me. “Why?”

“So I can have the goat climb on your back,” I explain, then point at the mat. “Now do it.”

Everyone’s staring at us, so I give him an encouraging nod.

Reluctantly, he steps on the mat, gets to his knees, and looks at me. His stare is lethal, and I bite my lip to stop myself from laughing.

I motion for him to keep going and when he finally gets on all fours, Mila stands behind him and grabs his hips to align them.

“What the?—”