Why not make your moves on me?

I felt bad to see Yara put in all that effort to get along with Eva, and wanted it to be known that she was looking at the wrong person.
"Why is it always about Eva? Why not try your luck with me?" I asked, an honest request.

She was confused at my proposal, before it clicked in her head what I meant.
"You?" Her eyes twinkled with thoughts of opportunity.
"Why not. You're attractive and so am I. I think it'd be great." I said confidently.

Her face lit up with a cute, soft smile.
"I never figured you to be an option."
"You're so focused on corrupting Eva."
"Corrupting her can take a break."

She thought for a short moment, before continuing:
"You make sure we have access to the lockers, and I'll teach you a thing or two."
"Teach me? About what?"
"About your body."

She moved away, allowing her last words to rest in my mind.

I had to make sure that we could make it to the lockers. I wonder what awaits me at Yara's athletic hands...