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“My kind of client.” Suzanne led Chloe down a hallway. The walls were a lighter color than their uniform smocks. The air was…odorless. A far cry from the small spa she’d been treated to for Mother’s Day. That had been full of chemicals and an underlying blast of bleach.
She’d appreciated the bleach for the clean factor, but man, the crisp perfect air in this place was to die for.
Chloe looked over her shoulder as Jinx and Ivy were taken to separate rooms.
“Don’t worry. We know that spa days are much more fun as a group. We’re just going to figure out what you need and then you’ll be back in the same room together.”
“I look that worried?”
“A little.”
She sighed. “I’m just not used to all this. Single mom.”
“Oh?” Suzanne’s face brightened as she opened a door at the end of the hallway. “I have a little boy. My husband is home with him right now. We work opposite shifts so he’s always got someone home with him.”
Chloe’s chest tightened. “That was the plan for me too.”
“Oh, believe me, I understand. My husband isn’t my baby’s father—well, not biologically. He totally is his dad though. Ty and Kevin are like two peas in a pod now. Sometimes I get a little jealous.”
She couldn’t imagine what that felt like. It had always been her and Axl. Even her dad, as wonderful as he’d been, seemed like he could melt away any day. Relying on herself was all she’d ever known.
She followed Suzanne across the threshold and hoped to hell her jaw wasn’t physically on the marble floor, because it felt like it had to be.
The room was ridiculous. Bamboo chests dominated one wall with towels stacked on them and muted candles flickered from tall glass columns. Light, tinkling music piped into the room—actually all around the room. As if the walls had their own speakers.
A huge pie-piece shaped chair sat in the corner, piled with pillows in soft sand and sea colors. She crossed to it before she even thought to ask permission. She smoothed her hand over the microfiber material with a sigh. Microfiber hadn’t been a material in her life in a very long time. It definitely didn’t hold up against baby drool, food, or any other manner of baby hazards.
No, she was all cotton and plastic these days.
“Wow.”
“Curl right in there.” Suzanne waved toward the chair.
“If I do, I’ll be unconscious.”
Suzanne laughed and pushed a beautiful robe into Chloe’s hands. “Get undressed and put this on then.”
“All the way undressed?”
Suzanne’s lips twitched. “Right down the skin. I’ve decided you need a massage and a facial to start, then once you’re all malleable, we’re going to sit you in one of our zero gravity ch
airs and let the nail techs de-mommy your hands and feet. Time to pamper yourself, Chloe.”
She didn’t know what a zero gravity chair was, but she was all for it. “Sounds awesome.”
Three hours later, she was sitting in an atrium with tropical plants overflowing from every corner. Huge rocks and a lovely stone bench were set up next to a water feature as large as her entire apartment.
The technicians had set up Chloe and her two girls in triangle formation. Each one of them were stretched out in the special chairs—which were awesome. Some girl by the name of Heather had beat the crap out of her with a massage, followed by a steam shower—which had been glorious. Then another girl attacked her face with a tweezer and pore reducer, ending with some soothing mask that made her feel tight and young for the first time in three years.
Well, tight that didn’t have anything to do with dry skin because she forgot to put moisturizer on.
She had wine-colored toenails and fingernails which made her feel a little vampy—in a good way. They’d touched up her red hair with strips of deep burgundy that made her feel like she was on trend for once. Some girl named Darla had even done her makeup.
Even better, it didn’t look like she’d been attacked by a cosmetology student.
Everything made her feel young and fabulous. Sometimes she forgot she was twenty-three, for goodness sake.
“I think we should go to Light tonight.” Jinx held her phone over her head as she tapped carefully over her screen so she didn’t smudge her purple chrome nails.
