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“Considering you’re here as my boyfriend, it would make me look pretty shitty if you were sleeping around with the wedding party.”
“Wouldn’t it makemelook shitty?”
The sheets shifted, and Yael rolled onto her back, her chin tipped up. “I’m going back to sleep. Good night, Alex.”
Sighing, I threw my arm over my eyes. “No. I did not sleep with her or anyone else. Come on, you know better.”
“Do I?” I grunted while she muttered something about my parade of women. “Arden used to go out and buy everything I wore, so I am well aware she liked my style. She had an extremeSingle White Femalevibe. Rumor has it, as soon as Harris and I broke up, she was the first to hop on his dick. I wouldn’t be surprised if she tried to do the same with you.”
“Come to think of it, her eyes were slightly manic.” Yael snorted. “But no dicks were hopped on. I’m here for you, not to pick up some random crazy chick in the bar.”
“Good choice, Alex Murray. Good choice. By the way, while you were gone, I called the spa and scheduled us for a full day of treatments tomorrow.”
“Treatments? What the fuck?”
She turned onto her side, facing away from me. “Good night, Alex.”
In no time, her breathing became slow and even, and all I could do was stare at her back. I never should have left Yael alone. Left to her own devices, she’d gotten up to no good. Idle hands were the devil’s playground after all.
Turned out, sharing a bed with Yael hadn’t been anything like I would have thought. She slept like the dead, while I laid on my back, mind racing, skittering over my thoughts of my dad, this situation I’d gotten myself into, fucking spa treatments, and wishing I’d brought my board.
She’d gotten up well before me, so by the time I stumbled out of bed, she was perfectly coiffed, wearing a long, green dress and sipping a cup of coffee in the turret. The woman looked like a princess in her tower.
I showered and dressed, prepared for her to tell me she’d been joshing about the spa.
No such luck.
“Alex…” She sat up straight, smile wide, if not sincere. “Ready for the spa?”
“What if I want to fish with the boys?”
“Well, if you truly would like to do that, I won’t hold it against you. But I thought you might enjoy a massage.”
She already knew I had no intention of going fishing with her ex and his brother and whoever rounded out “the boys.” I guessed sitting in my car, smoking another blunt was out of the question.
I groaned, rubbing my still-tired face. “Honestly, I’d rather fish hook my own dick than go fishing with those boys. Being the only guy in a group of women can’t be so bad.”
Why would I even say that? Had I never seen a horror movie before?
Four women waited at the front desk of the spa, all watching Yael and I approach, hand-in-hand. Her fingers stiffened between mine, so I leaned in, whispering that she was much hotter and slightly less crazy than all of them. Then I threatened to toss her over my shoulder and throw her in the lake if she didn’t relax, which made her grin, even if she tried to cover it with her hand.
Allie stepped forward. “How sweet are you to escort our girl down here,” she directed to me.
“Actually, I’ve got a thing for spas. Do you mind if I join you?” I asked, brimming with charm as always.
Allie blinked, glanced between Yael and me, and then grinned, full-wattage. “Okay, now you’ve ramped up the cuteness to a whole other level.Yes, it would be my pleasure for you to join us.”
Within minutes, I’d been escorted to my own changing room, where I was given a thick, terrycloth robe and slippers. Once changed, I joined the bridal party in a private lounge, where they were sipping cucumber water. Yael looked too smug for words, but little did she know, this actually was my jam. I was all about beauty treatments, I just rarely took the time to do any of it.
Yael pressed her mouth to my ear. “Are you going to murder me now?”
I turned my head and brushed her hair back to whisper in her ear. “Not today, Boo. I’ll be too relaxed from my salt scrub treatment. Plus, I don’t want to mess up my mani. Maybe tomorrow.”
She gently shoved me away, aware we had an audience that would become suspicious if her claws came out. “You little shit. If you enjoy this, I’ll be pissed.”
“How can I not enjoy spending time with my boo? Plus, Arden’s looking like she’s ready for some dick hopping. A man could use a little ego stroking after hanging out with you.”
She kissed my cheek, lingering there. “As long as that’s all she’s stroking.”
