Family Before Fame

Chapter 6

Rylee POV

Ross held my hand as he flew upward towards the white cotten like clouds. He looked like a real pro, sweat beading on his forehead all because of a hot plane.

"The view is so beautiful." I smile pressing my face against the plane window.

"I know, but it's definitely not as beautiful as you." Ross looks a t me and flashes a toothy smile before focusing back on the sky.

I feel a blush creep up my cheeks slowly. No one has ever made me feel this way except Ross. I continue looking out ths window as I see other planes out on flight to. One catches my eye, the plane is lime green with pink writing on the side. It say says Sammy. Must be a persons name.

"Ross that looks like a storm up ahead of us." I look out the front window and see gray clouds brewing with a summer storm.

"Hang on were gonna head to landing." Ross shifts in his seat before starting his flight downwards.

I hold onto the arm rest in my chair. My knuckles turning white. Going down on a plane is scary to me.

"Its ok." Ross chuckles at my expression.

No it's really not ok.

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"I hate rain." Ross complains as he swipes his wet blonde hair away from his forehead.

"So do I." I feel rain spot my shirt and leak through making me cold all the way to the bone.

"Let's go." Ross grabs my wet hand and takes off running towards the car that the driver parked far away from us not knowing it might rain.

We fall into the seat of the car rain dripping off our hair and onto the seat. The driver hands towels to us as soon as we sit up.

"Thank you Mr. Ryan." Ross smiles and gets to work on drying his hair.

"No problem it's my job to take you places and make sure it happens on time." He starts the car, warm air hits my slightly dry face.

"You guys still have your clothes for yoga right?" Mr. Ryan questions pulling out of the parking lot of the airport.

"Yes I believe so." Ross pulls the duffel bag of the floor of the car.

Yoga here we come.

Ross POV

Rylee walks quickly up to the front desk in the green building. The lady sitting there hands a clipboard to Rylee when she tells her that were here to take the married couple yoga class. I watch as she signs up for a private lesson just the two of us.

"Thank you ma'am." Rylee hands the clipboard back to the lady at the front desk.

"Your teacher will be Owen in classroom C sixty seven. The locker rooms are just down this hall." She points the directions with her pen. "Have fun." She waves and turns back to the bright computer.

"Thanks." Rylee smiles her million dollar smile at her.

Rylee grabs my hand and we head to the family locker rooms. I set the bag on the bench in the little room for changing. I watch as she takes the wet shirt over her head, I feel the drool coming out of my mouth.

"You know I thought you're parents would have taught you not to stare." Rylee has her hands resting on her hips as she smirks at me.

"Right sorry." I blush and look down at the bag of clothes sitting on the bench in the tiny room.

Digging through the bag I can't seem to find anything of mine besides the tank top I packed before leaving the hotel room. I see a pair of spandex and leggings for Rylee.

"Rylee where are the shorts I packed in here?" I keep digging through the bag.

"Well you see...I kind of...switched you're shorts out for a pair of spandex." Rylee fiddles with her thumbs. Oh god I have to wear spandex to yoga class, at least it's just my wife and some other dude.

"You just want to stare at my defined ass." I model it off for her. Rylee rolls her eyes at me and goes back to changing her shorts for leggings.

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"Hurry up in there." I say through the green door to the bathroom stall.

We were about to class when she yelled she has to go pee. Rylee then ran to the bathroom in a furry, hince while were here now.

"Sorry you try having three kids and then not have to pee ever five minutes." I can hear her shuffling around in there trying to finish up buisness.

"Right, of course." I lean back against the cold door. "We need to be in class in like five minutes."

"I know I know I'm almost done." More shuffling is heard which means she is probably done, I hope.

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"Welcome to yoga. I'm you're instructor Owen." The young man who stands behind a green yoga mat introduces him as.

"Nice to meet you Owen. I'm Rylee and this," She points to me. "is Ross."

"Hello Owen." I stick my hand out to shake, which he accepts. He walks over to shake Rylee's hand, I notice him stare into her eyes like wow you're freakin beautiful. This feeling in my stomach appears.

"We should get started." Owen walks back to the front of the room to begin. Good idea buddy boy.

"The first pose is downward dog." Owen performs the pose for us. He stands back up and instructs us to do the same.

I have always hated this stinking pose. I'm not flexible at all. I watch as Rylee easily does the position. What a great sex position for us.

Dirty me, I all ready feel myself getting hard thinking of it.

"Damn." I whisper to myself.

I look over to see Owen standing behind her holding her hips adjusting her.

Oh hell no asshole that's my wife.

Hey srry I haven't updated in awhile. I started school and it sucks. High school is hard and boring.

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