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best friend tight and made appointments for the full treatment since Lexie wasn’t with them. 
    The next morning, they pampered themselves as Harley filled her in on the changes in her life since the last time they’d seen one another. 
    Bailey almost fell off her massage table.  “You came out of your shell with dynamite.  You look damn good.  Happy.”
    Harley looked Bailey over carefully and she fidgeted under the perusal. 
    “What?”
    “We’re almost twenty-six, Bailey.  How long are you going to worship my brother from afar?  When are you going to just jump him, damn it?”  Harley, sweetheart, you just don’t understand.   “I’m sorry, I know he’s blind.  What can I do?” 
    Bailey meant to say, “Nothing.  I’m done trying.  I’ve wasted enough time.”
    She didn’t say that.
    Instead, she looked the woman she loved more than she loved herself and said, “Disappear.  Do not show up at the house tonight or tomorrow.  Maybe not the next day either.”
    One more time…she would try.
    “I’m feeling the love, Bailey.”
    Swallowing hard, she gathered her thoughts.  “You know why.  When he sees you and me together, I’m Harley’s best friend .  That soon leads to thinking Harley’s best friend is like my sister which quickly devolves into Bailey is another little sister .”  She sighed. 
    “Ultimately, the translation is I can’t fuck Bailey .  I’m tired of him thinking of me like a sister, Harley.  We’re not related and I want him so bad.”  Bailey actually kicked her feet to hide how important this was to her from her friend.
    Harley burst out laughing.  “Done, I’ll disappear for the weekend.  Why don’t we all go dancing tonight first and you can work your salsa on him.  You haven’t used that trick since we were fifteen and he ran off during our lessons never to return.” 
    Bailey winked.  “The boy couldn’t take it, maybe the man can.”
    Laughing, Harley nodded.  “Let me know if you need me…send out a smoke signal or something.  I’ll hang out at Dex and Beck’s place until they come back.” 
    The masseurs came in and worked them into bliss for a full hour.  Then it was off to the sauna, waxing, hair, fingers and toes.  They went shopping after spending hours at the spa and Bailey armed herself for battle. 
    In the bathroom, she stared at herself in the mirror.  “You can do this.  Put on your don’t give a fuck persona and make him need .”
    By the time they returned to Hart’s place, they were so relaxed that he asked if they’d been drinking.  Harley dropped beside her brother and Bailey pretended it was just like old times and followed suit on his other side. 
    He smells so good I can’t stand it.
    They talked animatedly about their day and he seemed a little too tense for the topic.  Harley held his hand and Bailey laid her head on his shoulder after battling with herself over something so small. 
    “Harley, I think I’m finally getting accustomed to the waxing.  It barely hurt this time.  My legs and under my arms never hurts but waxing everything down there used to hurt like a motherfucker.  Now, it’s kind of erotic.  Warm and sticky with a little edge of pain.”
    Hart powered up from the couch and went to grab a drink. 
    Harley kept her eyes on Bailey’s and called into the kitchen, “Hart, you’re taking us dancing tonight.”  They heard a glass break followed by him muttering “ Fuck… ” and they killed themselves with silent laughter and fist bumps.
    Bailey had him rattled and she planned to use every weapon she possessed to shake him to the core.  Her weapons weren’t to be trifled with.
     

Chapter Nine
     
    Three hours later, Hart looked anywhere but at Bailey. 
    When she came out of the guest room in a flirty black mini-skirt that barely covered her ass, a slinky gold tank top, and black stilettos…he’d almost passed the fuck out. 
    Bailey was hysterical on the inside.
    She knew