While Aosh was dumbfounded and processing the information he just learned Tiza had begun to ask around the room for the student’s names and their expectations for the class. Finally he came to Aosh.

“And what’s your name, stud?” The words came out cocky and was a jab at the fact he was the only male who had entered the class, as if Aosh wasn’t already painfully aware. Aosh fumbled to find words, his brain frazzled by a sudden rush of nerves and emotions. Which was very unlike him, he was usually a very collected guy. His mouth was dry as he opened it to proclaim who he was, to tell Tiza who he was.

“I’m sorry I’m late everyone! The wife wasn’t feeling too good so I had to take her to the clinic.” The tawny-haired man entered the room quickly, cutting off Aosh before he could even say anything.

“I’m Sean Jeannot. Tiza’s brother and former teacher. I’ll mostly be here to supervise and help with positioning occasionally. I am by no means teaching this class, but making sure Tiza starts his first class on the right foot.” He brushed his bangs from his face and smiled wholeheartedly.

Tiza clapped his hands excitedly.

“Alright now let’s get started with some stretching and basic positions. Everyone, find a spot on the bars!”

For the rest of lesson Aosh was really at a loss for words. Well more than he was before. He honestly couldn’t take his eyes off of Tiza. He’s almost too afraid to blink ,in fear this all being a dream. It was real however. Just as real as the burn he felt in his thighs and ankles as he practiced the stretches and positions Tiza put them in.

Aosh had to admit to himself he was rather bulky to be moving like this. He was all muscle and there was nothing elegant about him trying to accomplish these exercises. At one point the Omega had come up to him to adjust his hips when the Alpha attempted the fourth position. His slender hands barely touched him,guiding the other into the correct angle.

“It’s easier if you relax, you know.” He cocked an eyebrow at Aosh.

The faint body heat coming from where Tiza stood behind him was causing his brain to short circuit.Opening his mouth to say something, nothing came out. His mind was too focused on the tingling sensation the Omega’s feather light touch left on his hips. When Tiza didn’t receive an intelligible answer he walked away to help position someone else.

It was then that Aosh decided he needed to get his act together and stop acting like a damn fool in front of the other man. He needed to confront him in private. To tell him his name, who he was, and that they were meant to be together; even if that sounded cheesy in his own head. He braced himself on the bars as he plied as wide as his legs would go.

‘After class, that’s when I’ll do it.’ he thought as he tried to go deeper into the plie; the burn in his legs unlike any he had felt before. This is exactly why he only lifted weights.

“Alright class that will do it for today. You all did pretty well for beginners. Classes are usually held four days a week but since it is a Thursday the next class won’t be until Monday. That should give you all plenty of time to get the appropriate attire from the front office.”

Tiza dismissed the class for the day; all of the students talked amongst each other and began gathering their things. Aosh made a beeline for the Omega who was about to walk out the studio. Just as he was close to reaching him two women stepped in front of him.

“Hey! You did really great in class today.”

“Yea, I didn’t think you could bend like that.”

“You want to come to the drink bar with us? It’ll be our treat.”

“Not interested.” He said rather bluntly and pushed past them ,then out the door.

Tiza was nowhere to be found.

Aosh sighed into his hands as he sat down on the steps that lead up to the main entrance of the fitness complex. If he had just said something during class he could have avoided all this. Now he would have to wait until next Monday to confront the man about who he was. A small ring sounded from his phone and he rubbed his face before he pulled it out of his pocket to answer it.

[ Where the hell were you Aosh? You left Hunter and I looking like idiots.]

It was Marcus. ‘Good.’ Aosh thought. Now he could chew him out for leaving him to his own devices in that class.

{Where was I?? Where were you?? You left me alone in that ballet class full of women. I had to fend for my life.}

[Ballet class? Dude you were supposed to sign up for the hip hop class. Wow. It doesn’t matter anyway that Omega babe wasn’t teaching the class the other dude was. Hunter and I already got our money back.]

{It would be nice if we all had agreed on that. It was like that class was filled with a bunch of horny school girls. Anyway something good came out of it.}

[ Man of course you would end up surrounded by women. Just my fucking luck. What happened,did you score?]

Aosh rolled his eyes. It took him awhile to figure out how to word what he’d type next.

{You’re not going to believe it but that Omega is my fated mate. I didn’t get a chance to introduce myself, but I think I’ll stick in the class another week so I can do it properly. Honestly, I have to thank you dude. If you haven’t had the idea to take these classes in the first place I would’ve never met him. Seriously man, thanks.}

Aosh wished he could express how grateful he was via text without it turning out to be a couple paragraphs long. This much would suffice until he was able to see Marcus again in person.

Marcus could be an asshole ,but sometimes he was a good friend. Even if the two men didn’t share the same opinion of fated mates, maybe Marcus could appreciate what he experienced and see things the way he saw them for once.

‘Love didn’t have to be as difficult as he made it.’ Aosh thought.

He had left things to fate up to this point and everything was turning out just fine, despite the fact that he had to wait three more days to see his fated mate again. To him this amount of time was insignificant, he had been waiting for this moment for seventeen years after all.

After a few minutes went by without a response from Marcus, Aosh got up and headed down the street; realizing that he was going to be late for work if he didn’t run home now to get changed.