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I gave him a small smile and decided I needed to talk to Emily on Tor’s behalf. He was everything I’d already told him. Handsome. Sweet. Kind. And I was a mess he had his eyes on simply because I’d been nice. Giving a guy a pillow and making him a meal wasn’t grounds for the type of relationship he wanted. He deserved so much more and needed to see that there were better options than me out there. Hopefully, Emily would be able to hook him up on a dinner date.
Tor led me to Angel’s house and knocked on the door. Shax answered after a few moments.
“Hi, Shax. Is Angel up for company?”
“Yes!” Angel yelled from inside.
Shax motioned for me to enter, and I quickly obliged. Angel walked toward us from the living room, absently rubbing her belly.
“I heard you interrupted fun time at Hannah’s,” Angel said with a smirk.
“How do you hear everything so fast?”
Her grin widened.
“The fey know I like hearing what’s happening and trade news for baby feels.”
“You must get groped a lot.”
“Yep. The touching I don’t mind. It’s all the feeding that’s starting to get to me. The baby’s taking up too much inside space now to keep feeding me all the time.”
Shax grunted, his gaze lingering on her belly.
“Don’t even say it,” she warned. “The baby is not ready to come out yet.”
“The baby decides when the baby is ready,” he said.
“Exactly.”
“I will talk to the baby tonight.”
She rolled her eyes at me.
“Gotta love their persistence. What brings you over?” Excitement lit her eyes. “You want a massage, right?”
“I think so.”
She clapped her hands together and waved for me to follow her.
“I set up a room for practice. Shax found a table and everything. Come check it out. Let me know what you think. Shax, babe, see if you can find any willing apprentices, okay?”
A grunt followed us down the hall.
“Am I going to regret this?” I asked.
“Not likely. The fey have amazing hand strength. I’m so excited that someone female has finally volunteered. Ryan and Garrett have been great practice, but it’s just not the same.”
She opened the door to a nicely made-up room. A chair sat off to one side. A table filled with massage oils and lotions waited under one of the room’s curtained windows. And the table itself took up the center of the room.
“Now, keep in mind that everything the fey know they learned from me, and I am not a licensed massage therapist. So if anything doesn’t feel good to you, say something. And if something does feel good, definitely say something so they know to keep going. You’re helping them learn what works and doesn’t work.”
“Okay.”
“If it’s all right with you, I’d like to be present to help coach whoever gives the massage.”
“That actually makes me feel more comfortable.”
“Perfect.” She folded down the top sheet covering the table. “Strip down to your underwear and lie face down. I’ll be right back with your volunteer. They’re probably doing another lottery drawing.”
“It’s only been thirty seconds.”
“You’ve seen how fast they move.” She chuckled as she left, closing the door behind her.
