Chapter 30
He was probably being massaged as well, I imagined, and all over again, I was wound as tight as a knot. The previously built tension not yet dispelled stirred up like a storm inside of me, and before I could stop myself, I was marching back to the spa. I tried to tell myself to slow down; but I couldn’t, and in no time, I was back at the spa.
“The females’ section is in a separate?—”
“No, it”s fine, I know,” I told the receptionist as soon as I got in. I just... I was told to come to room 18. She seemed a bit confused by this at first, but as she took in my nervous eyes and my now reddened hands tightening their hold on my purse, it seemed as though she understood.
“He called you?” she asked again, and I nodded.
“You a hooker?”
A very cold shock shivered through me.
“What?” I asked, and she gave me a look that clearly said she was uninterested in listening to whatever explanation I was about to give because it would clearly be a lie. I wasn”t about to give one, plus I wasn”t about to explain myself either, so I sighed and didn’t respond.
“Which way to room 18?” I asked, and she nearly rolled her eyes.
“I”ll accompany you. He”s in the middle of a session now, so I have to confirm that you were actually invited and that he wants to see you.”
“Fair enough,’’ I said, and she went on her way. I followed behind her as we passed a few shut doors, my only prayer being that no one from the wedding party would suddenly come out of any of the rooms. On my uneasy feeling, I felt like a fugitive, which made absolutely no sense, but it also helped stir up a certain kind of thrill in all of this that I couldn”t quite explain. I was excited and nervous, and so when she knocked on the door and opened it, I almost walked into her.
She stopped then and sent a stern look at me, and truly it took everything inside of me not to respond with a slap. She was so unnecessary and wrongfully hostile that it was fucking grating on my nerves.
“Please wait here,” she said sternly, and it was time for me to roll my eyes. She headed in, and I waited as I had been asked, and then she shut the door behind her.
It took all of three seconds, and she was back out once again looking even more confused than ever.
“You can go in,” she said, perhaps not understanding my connection with the man.
I didn”t give a fuck because what I needed and wanted was to see him and speak to him. And so, with breath held, I headed into the dim and warm room and hoped for the best.