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“Because they deliver results,” Yuna says.

It’s impossible to say no to Yuna. She’s an undercover tornado. Even though she looks all sweet and small, she’s a force you just go along with. Besides, you can’t begrudge a woman who’s determined to give you an amazing time.

And the massages are freakin’ incredible. My masseuse finds knots I didn’t know I had. By the time she’s done, I feel like goo. Utterly relaxed and boneless.

“Wow. That was almost as good as sex,” I say as I slip into my robe and then sip a special blend of herbal tea. It isn’t sweetened, but surprisingly delicious.

“You can if you go to the right spa.” Yuna sighs softly.

Ivy stretches, reminding me of a cat in sunlight. “I feel awesome. Thank you, Yuna. Actually, send my love and thanks to your mom.”

“Do it yourself. Photo-bomb her. Like one thousand pictures.”

“I didn’t take that many. Got a couple, though.” Ivy grins a silly grin.

“Next time, I’m hiring a pro photographer.” Yuna finishes her tea and gestures for another. “So. Tell me how things are going between you and Court. Sounds like you’re getting serious.”

Is that what he told her? Maybe he’s feeling the same emotions I’m feeling. And the notion makes my cheeks warm and my body tingle for some reason. “He’s a great guy.”

“He’s a fabulous catch. If we had any chemistry, I’d marry him,” Yuna says. “Mom would be okay with that, even though he’s not quite what she has in mind for me.”

“Who does she have in mind for you?” I ask. Does she want Yuna to marry well and all that? Does Yuna need to, given how wealthy her family is anyway?

“Oh, an heir to some huge financial empire. That way, we can cement our merger more strongly. And I’ll, of course, deliver the most perfect heir for the both families.”

Wow. That’s…um…interesting. And really old-fashioned, I guess.

On the other hand, Yuna doesn’t seem that upset about it. She just shrugs it off like it’s nothing. “Anyway, back to you and Court…” She leans closer. “Do you think you’re in love, maybe?”

Thank God I don’t have any tea in my mouth. Otherwise, it wouldn’t end well. “Love?”

“You’re blushing.”

I fan myself. “It’s just hot in here.”

She nods. “Of course. Gotcha.”

“It’s too early,” I add quickly, shooting a beseeching look in Ivy’s direction, but she is entirely too amused to stop Yuna.

“You only need like a week to know,” Yuna says.

“Excuse me?” A week is nothing. A blip.

“You’ve tried out a lot of different men before, right? It isn’t like he’s your first.”

“Well, uh… No, of course not.”

“Right? Men are like fast cars. Unless they repel you for some reason, you ride them for like a week, and then you know if they’re going to work out or not.”

Oh my God. That’s the craziest comparison I’ve ever heard. Wait until I tell Curie. “What if you need something better and faster later?” I ask, unable to resist.

Yuna doesn’t even blink. “That’s what divorce and prenups are for.”

I shake my head, laughing. She has the funniest ideas, and I like it that she doesn’t take everything so seriously. “That’s crazy, but I think I love you.”

She grins. “See? And we’ve only known each for, what? A week?”

Chapter Thirty-Three


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