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wicked illusion to the next level and imagined herself sinking slowly onto the hot, hard length of him. Sweet mother of heaven…
    Savannah bit her lip, fully engrossed in the picture her wayward imagination had conjured. Up until now she’d always been preoccupied with his ass—he had an amazing ass, after all—but Savannah grimly suspected that fixation had just been replaced with another. Honestly, how did he make all of that fit in—
    â€œWhat about you? Do you feel ridiculous?” Knox asked.
    Savannah blinked drunkenly and then, feeling stupid and ashamed, recovered the next instant. “Er, yes. Yes, I do.”
    Knox paused to look at her. A line emerged between his brows. “You’re acting weird. Are you sure you’re all right?”
    â€œYeah, I’m fine.” She manufactured a smile and thumped the booklet that lay in her lap. “Just thinking about some of the names for these classes.”
    Seemingly satisfied, Knox smiled knowingly. “You mean like Love His Lingam, Rejuvenate His Root? ”
    Savannah laughed. “Yeah. And Sacred Goddess Stimulation. ”
    Thank God those classes would come later, Savannah thought. They got to learn all about their chakras first with Beginning Tantra, Energetic Healing.
    â€œSo, what do you say?” Knox asked. “Ready to go get your chakras aligned?”
    Savannah heaved a put-upon sigh. “Honestly, Knox. This isn’t like the front end of your car. You’re not getting anything aligned. Haven’t you done your homework? You’re getting unblocked.” Savannah slid from the bed and gathered her things.
    â€œGetting what unblocked?”
    A sly smile curled her lips. “Well, for starters, your ass.”

5
    F OLLOWING S AVANNAH out the door, Knox involuntarily tightened the orifice in question. “What?”
    â€œFor someone who was so determined to do this story— had to do this particular story,” she emphasized sarcastically, “it would seem that you would have put a little more research into the project.”
    â€œI did my research,” Knox insisted with a sardonic smile. “But I didn’t come across anything that suggested tantra partners began foreplay with an enema.”
    Savannah chuckled darkly. “Who said anything about an enema?”
    â€œWell, how else—” Knox drew up short as realization dawned. His ass instantly clenched in horror.
    Oh, hell.
    Catching his appalled expression, Savannah’s pale blue eyes sparkled with amusement. That sinfully beautiful mouth of hers curved ever so slightly with mockery. “Aha. Light dawns on marble head.”
    Knox swallowed and continued to follow her down the hall. He’d rather be eviscerated with a rusty blade than even think about anal sex, much less discuss the loathsome subject with Savannah. He didn’t need to get unblocked, thank you very much, and after a moment told her so. Forcibly.
    She winced, clearly enjoying his discomfort. “Don’t worry, Knox, I was kidding about the visit to the back door. But I have to say, you have one glaring characteristic of a man who needs to have his root chakra unblocked.”
    A muscle worked in his jaw. Knox knew better than to ask, but found himself forming the question anyway. “Really? And what characteristic would that be?”
    â€œYou’re a tight-ass. I think I’ve pointed that out to you before.”
    Knox smirked. “Cute.”
    He held open the heavy front door and allowed her to pass. Their first class was on the south lawn in the outdoor classroom. Butterflies and bumblebees flitted from flower to flower through the Sheas’ eclectic garden, Knox noticed as he and Savannah made their way across the lush lawn. Grass pushed between his toes, bringing a reluctant grin to his lips. It had been a long time since he’d been barefoot in the grass.
    A peek at Savannah confirmed that she was