A hundred excuses flash hotly through my mind as he reaches me, but they all fade into silence when he stops and places his hands gently on my shoulders.
I could tell him the truth and damn the consequences.
Those assholes already tried to kill him and he already has a plan to deal with them, I'm sure of it.
Maybe the info I have could help him and in exchange, he could rescue my family?
I gaze up into his eyes, wrestling with the possibility but ultimately, the uncertainty of my family's safety leads me back to excuses and all I can do is force a smile.
"I'm okay," I assure him. "I just have a really bad period right now, that's all. It helps me when I walk around like this."
Kon's concerned eyes glance down and he nods. "I understand. Is there anything you need?"
"No. This place is well stocked, so I'm just…" I slip from his grasp and resume walking. "Just easing some of the aches. When it gets into your muscles, it's really painful."
"I can only imagine," he says, watching me with more concern than I deserve. Suddenly, his expression lights up. "Would a spa trip help?"
I halt near the picnic tables. "A spa?"
"There is a spa I like to attend when old injuries carry aches. Would it help to ease your aches and pains?"
"It…" A spa. While the spa itself would be amazing, Kon is presenting me with an opportunity to leave the estate, which could make it easier for me to get in touch with Mathew. "That would actually be fantastic."
"Really?" His brows lift, and I dart toward him, enthusiastically throwing my arms around his neck.
"Yes!" I grin, dragging him down for a sweet kiss. "My back and thighs would be in utter bliss."
Kon smiles, a smile that's grown wider over our weeks together, and embraces me tightly. "I will have Calvin and some of my men take you. I would join you, but Ethan and I have a prior engagement."
"Next time?" I tease, running my fingers down his jaw. "You have to come next time."
"Next time," he promises and he kisses the tip of my nose. "I hope it helps you feel better."
An hour later, Calvin and I arrive at the Shady Palms spa and head inside.
I send a quick text to Mathew with the address, begging him to come and talk to me in person but as always, he doesn't respond.
With nothing else to do, I settle into a spa treatment and relax for 30 minutes with a facial massage and mud mask.
My skin has never felt better and Calvin jokes about getting one for himself.
The next treatment is a deep tissue massage, which only happens once Calvin is sure we can trust the masseuse.
Once he's sure, he leaves and waits outside while I strip down and lie on a bamboo table, then sink into utter bliss as the masseuse works over my shoulders and back.
"Oh honey," she murmurs as I groan beneath her. "You're carrying so much tension in your upper back. And in your lower. When was the last time you relaxed?"
"I have no idea," I murmur, lost in the darkness behind my eyes. "I don't know if I've ever been relaxed."
"Let's see if we can't work some of these knots out and have you feeling much better," the masseuse replies. "After this massage, I'd like to give you a hot stone massage as well. The heat will penetrate deeper into your muscles than I can reach with this oil and you will walk out of here feeling like jelly."
I can only hum my agreement.
With every skilled stroke of her hands, my worries melt away.
I don't think of my family, Mathew or even Kon.
All I focus on is the deep tension easing in my chest, the scent of lavender and hibiscus, and the sound of water bubbling in the fountain nearby.
