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business trip in New York for a few days, and I should be back on Monday. If you’re still hooked by the time I get back, we can discuss it then. I will contact you before I get back, so we might figure out the details.”
    “That’ll be fine. I’ll see you when you get back. Have a safe trip, Damian.”
    “Thank you. I’ll see you then. Have a safe weekend, Gabrielle.”
    “Will do, boss,” Shit! “Bye,” I mumble. 
    “Yes. Bye.”
    I hang up quickly, hoping it would be like ripping off a bandage but no such luck.
    How could I say that? Yeah, that didn ’t make things more complicated or weird. Maybe the fact I’m his employee is the reason he doesn’t want to start a relationship. If that were the reason, why wouldn’t he tell me? It would clarify things.
    I realize I didn’t give him my number. But I’m sure it won’t be hard for him to get my digits if he wants them . I eagerly anticipate his call and our meeting on Monday.

Chapter Three
     
    Awkward
     
    S aturday, Julie gets us into this great spa, everyone who’s anyone is trying to get into, called Pure. The atmosphere is Japanese infusion with clean modern lines and black marble everywhere. The music also has a beautiful oriental influence to it.
    There’s a main space with mud baths, saunas, and a large hot tub filled with mineral water. I decide to get their Mystic package, which is the works with waxing, Mani/Pedi, massage, and my choice of skin treatment to give me a radiant glow.
    I do the waxing first. I want to get the worst over with, so I can get on with the s oothing and pampering. The girl who mugs me, is an intensely sweet, tiny red-head. She takes a crack at small talk, attempting to make the fact that she’s staring into my crouch less awkward, but as expected, it doesn’t.
    I decide to take it all off with a Brazilian. I really want to be with Hunt, so I figure I should prepare for anything that might happen.
    It’s torture, burning as each hair is ripped from my skin, scorching my brutally assaulted V.
    I close my eyes tight, whimpering occasionally, but for the most part, it’s not the worst I’ve had. She waxes my legs, underarms, and lady bits. I am bald as a baby when she finishes with me. Even though my skin is tender, I’m glad I got it done. Less hassle and prep time when I get ready.
    I join Julie for the Mani/Pedi. I get French tip on my hands and turquoise on my toenails. I ease back into the chair and let them do what they may.
    Next, I choose to do my skin treatment, which is some natural avocado mask they smear all over my body and wrap me in tinfoil like a human burrito. I lie there, imagining there isn’t chunky goop coating my body, seeping into every nook and cranny.
    Ah, the joys of being a woman.
    Then, last but certainly not least, the massage. I am relaxed into a comatose state as Evelyn works her soothing magic from head to toe. By the time she’s done with me, my bones are limp and limbs are putty. I actually passed out at one point during the session.
    I wobble out to the main spa area and grab a cup of hydrating cucumber water before heading into the sauna with Julie. We’re the only ones in here, and I’m relieved because I was hoping to talk to her about Hunt.
    The dry heat and smell of cedar is familiar and comforting. My mom and I have been doing the spa thing since my thirteenth birthday. It became our special bonding time just for us. We go a few times a year for special occasions and birthdays.
    I take off my towel, sprawl out on the bench, and close my eyes.
    “God, it’s like a sauna in here,” I jokingly comment.
    “Ha. Ha. You’re hilarious.”
    “I thought I was. How are things with you, Jules?”
    “Good. I broke up with Jason.”
    Jason was the owner of the restaurant we ate at last Saturday.
    “Why? What happened?” I inquire.
    “He was starting to get clingy, and I wasn’t into it. I have no interest in being tied down right now. He was riding my ass like a cowboy at a