His Favorite Girl

was late for the massage appointment, but it wasn't entirely her fault. There had been a last minute switch that ruined her day and all the plans she'd made for the evening. The masseuse she was replacing had call

e?" she asked, glancing from one receptionist to the other. The cu

ion of the counter. "What's up,

a, the curly-haired girl s

Wait, they didn't inform y'all abo

at sw

massage, but she suddenly called in sick and I was made to come here,

shaking her head, "I'm

ou now, huh? Besides you know this

said you

re's the

d suite on t

," Zara said, leaning

Wai

at Lena in

nderage status, but she bit back the words at the last minute. Her job was a

ed, waiting for her t

the client seems wealthy, so maybe

e Lena a thumbs-up si

at anyone would be sleeping with the kind of music that played in the room, she picked up her bag and walked into the bathroom. She quickly changed in

rseted lingerie in th

still sleeping, and she let out a sigh. Did he co

't move. She bent forward, bringing her face closer to his. The client was definite

of the bed and went to work. She squeezed the scented coconut oil on her palms and began to knead his shoulder

ke up. He turned to look at her, and gasped in shock. She w

boy asked, "

where the question had come from. It was

re's been some kind of misunderstandin

sir, but I can tell you that I'

ere's Sam?" Elijah queri

hen paused. Sam? He'd called her Sam? He probab

know Sa

his mistake and put on a

ng here today, but I'm the one in front of you right now, and I'd make sure yo

s are allowed to to

so, you're saying

just saying, only gi

admit you kno

h said, getting out of the bed. As he swung his fe

d the needle and slipped it out of his skin. He stood

for a needle session. I mean, I already have my energ

I think it slipp

e down at her feet. "You know what, I don't think you're so

red weakly before sh

Zara," Elijah concluded, picking up his

here, staring at hi

vening was ru