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“Did she leave a note?” Rita asks.

“No. But all her stuff is still there,” the other woman asks, presumably Marilyn.

“Shit, they’re looking for me,” I whisper to Dean.

He moves away laughing. “What are you going to do?”

“Me? We’re in this together, bud.”

“You’re the one who came in here. Besides, does it really matter? Everyone already knows there’s something going on.”

“Yes, but not in the bathroom of a spa!” I drop my head into my hands. “Why does this keep happening?”

Dean’s response is to laugh. “It’s not a big deal, Cat.”

“Fine!” I wrap the towel around me and walk out with my head held high.

Rita and Marilyn watch me in silence as I cross the wide hallway, and enter the ladies’ locker room.

Yeah, I think. Quiet for now, but I’m sure somehow the local paper will find out about it.

Sighing because even I know there’s no way to get that cat back in the bag, I put on my underwear and robe.

I should be happy. This place is one renowned for their ultimate massages. Thing is, the type of massage I want, only Dean can give.

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