“Clients?”
“Yeah. Are you looking for new clients?”
“I’malwayslooking for new clients. Why? Think Jessie might need one hell of a massage after this?”
Cameron laughed and replied, “I hadn’t even thought about that, but yeah, I should getherone, too.”
“Too?”
“Can I book a massage with you?”
“You want… with me?”
Cameron looked like she thought she’d said something wrong and met Lacey’s eyes.
“I meant, like, maybe a couple’s massage for Ken and me. Since this weekend didn’t exactly turn out how she and I thought, I was thinking we… could do that.”
“Oh, wow.” Lacey hadnotbeen expecting that. “Um… Sure. I have someone I sometimes work with for things like this. I mean, when I get requests for couples. It, you know, takes two of us if we do it at the same time.”
“Right. Good,” Cameron said. “Is it okay?”
“It’s my job,” she deflected. “So, sure.”
“Can I book now, or do you need to check your schedule? I’m totally free for the next… forever because I have no movies to shoot.”
“My calendar is on my phone, so I can look now if you want. I’d need to confirm with the woman I work with.”
“When areyoufree?”
Lacey pulled out her phone to check her calendar app, not knowing how to say no to Cameron, despite not wanting to massage her with Kennedy there, and preferably, not as aclientat all.
“Looks like I can do…” She paused while she scrolled. “Friday.”
“Really? That far away?” Cameron asked. “I was hoping for something sooner.”
“Sooner? I tend to be booked out at least a couple of weeks in advance,” she said. “Are you sure you don’t just want to go to a fancy spa for celebrities? I’d have to drive to your place–”
“We can come to you. That’s not a problem.”
“Me?”
“Yeah,” Cameron told her. “If you don’t want to drive to us, we could come to you.”
“My place?”
“Or not. I don’t know. Do you not work from home ever?”
“No, but– You… could if you want. I can move some things around for the tables.”
“You don’t have to. This is probably a ridiculous idea. Sorry. Just forget I said anything.”
Cameron went to take it all back, and in that moment, Lacey’s worry hit her. She worried that she’d never see this woman again if she didn’t say yes to this, and that seemed wrong somehow. It made her stomach feel like it needed to expel her breakfast, and Lacey’s heart hurt.
“It’s fine,” she replied quickly. “No big deal. I can come to you. Maybe it could just be me, though. Would that be weird? I can massage you both at the same time, going back and forth, or one after the other. I don’t know if I can get the other masseuse if you want it on Friday.”
“Butyoucan do Friday?”
“I have a sixty-minute slot on Friday, yeah.”
