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He nods and she shows us the entrances to the men’s and women’s sides of the spa. Grant salutes me and waltzes off as if he has not a care in the world. I roll my eyes and head into the women’s changing rooms.
I’m greeted by a locker with a warm, fluffy cotton robe and a pair of those slippers that only expensive hotels give you. I sit down in a lounge chair and a woman brings me a heated washcloth for my face and ice water with lemon slices. I accept them and sit back, enjoying the peace and quiet of the tranquil spa ambiance.
Grant had all but begged me to come on this trip, claiming that we needed a besties weekend. And he’s not wrong. It’s been far too long. But I miss Zach. Grant’s boyfriend, Harrison, was busy with a work project and Zach needed to sign a contract and couldn’t reschedule the meeting with his lawyers.
“Reagan?” a woman’s voice calls out. I pull the washcloth away from my face and smile as I follow her down a hallway.
“You’ll be in here. You can disrobe and get under the covers, facedown. I’ll be back in momentarily to begin. Your partner is in the room next door. He requested that you each have your own space,” she says as she opens the door and quietly shuts it behind her. I giggle, remembering the time that Grant and I got a couples massage, and Zach got confused with Grant and ended up in the room with me.
I get under the warm sheets and lie down. I set my face in the little hole part of the bed and stare at the floor. The door opens and shuts, and I hear the telltale sounds of the woman lathering the oils on her hands. I sink into the bed as she begins to apply pressure to my back.
2
ZACH
“She’s in there,”Grant says with a wink. “And…you’re welcome.”
I shake my head at my friend. My girlfriend has no idea that I’m here. Grant thinks he’s helping me surprise her, but he has no idea that his boyfriend is waiting for him in the next room.
I open the door and gaze inside at my love. I can’t help smiling. She looks completely relaxed, which after the disastrous trip here, I’m happy to see.
I walk in and spot the oil. I grin at the memory of our last time in a couples’ massage room. I can’t believe she mistook me for Grant. And then the masseuses ushered us into a shower together. Talk about awkward.
I take a long moment to admire Reagan. She’s gorgeous, and now that I know her, she’s even more beautiful.
I lather my hands with oil and begin to massage her back. She lets out a long breath as I work a knot in her shoulder.
“That feels so good,” she moans. “I really needed this.”
I stay quiet, wondering how long I can keep up this act. She’s got to realize that my giant man hands don’t feel like the woman who left her in the room.
“You know, I once mistook my best friend and my boyfriend in a massage room just like this one. But it was a great mistake because I fell in love with him.”
I make a small “oh” sound and she continues.
“Yeah, he’s a keeper. I wish he was here. He would love this place.”
She’s quiet for a minute and I begin to wonder if she suspects. But then, she adds, “There’s just one problem with him.”
I slow my hands on her back, suddenly feeling a sense of dread wash over me. Is something wrong between us? Have I missed something? What if she’s falling out of love with me? Did I make a mistake by coming here?
“He has this really small penis. I mean, like a micro-penis. It’s very disappointing.”
My hands come to a complete stop.
“I mean, his tongue is great, but a girl needs more than tiny hands and a tongue. You know what I mean?”
I cross my arms. That little…
It’s when her back starts shaking with laughter that I know I’ve been caught.
“You little,” I whisper as I tickle her sides, and she erupts in laughter.
She turns over and smiles up at me. “Serves you right! You said you couldn’t make it!”
“I maybe white-lied a bit to surprise you,” I say. “A micro-penis? Really?”
She starts laughing again and shrugs. “Maybe I should check it out again, just to make sure.”
