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wooed with caviar, that’s for sure.” He liked that though. Most girls wanted the lavish lifestyle, but Larissa owned one dress. She wasn’t out husband shopping and social climbing. “Camille was so particular, I could hardly stand it. Larissa’s not like that, so don’t take into account anything Camille would have ordered. Other than that, whatever you do will be great.”
Shane smacked Quinn’s shoulder. “Don’t worry, bro. Go get the horses and come back. I’ll do it up right for you. Besides, the waterfall is romantic enough to woo her without fancy food.”
With a nod, Quinn left the dining hall and hopped on his four-wheeler, headed for the stables. Brad had promised to get a packhorse ready, and Quinn had blankets and bottled water all ready to go. All that was left was for him to saddle up Shadow and wait for Larissa.
***
“A ll right, Mr. Skinner. I see you’re scheduled for a hot rock massage.” Larissa looked at her new client, a professional smile on her face. “Have you ever had a massage before?”
The silver-haired man gave a smile that put her on edge. It could only be described as leering. “I get massages every time I’m on the island.”
She sure hoped this wasn’t one of Vanessa’s ‘special’ clients. The look the man gave suggested he was.
Taking a deep breath, Larissa indicated the changing nook in the corner protected by a yellow curtain. “You can take off whatever is comfortable for you, but I really need your shirt off, and your pants if that’s not too revealing for you. Feel free to leave your underwear on. There’s a sheet on the table, so lay face down and cover your body with that while I step outside.”
She knew being exposed to the therapist was often a fear with massage clients, but Mr. Skinner didn’t have the look of someone who was going to be bashful about her seeing his body.
“I’ll be back in a few minutes and we’ll get started.”
He gave another creepy smile. “I can’t wait.”
Larissa held in her sigh until she left the studio, shutting the door behind her. The waiting room was completely empty, with not even the massage coordinator working today. Mr. Skinner was truly the only client for anyone, but Larissa wished someone else was in the building.
She shook herself slightly. It wasn’t like she didn’t know how to handle clients. All she had to do was focus on work, and not worry about Mr. Skinner. If he wanted a happy ending, he’d soon learn Larissa wasn’t in the business of giving them.
She was out of peppermint oil, and liked to use that since it did such a good job at opening the tissues. She walked to the oil display behind the reception counter. Swiping a new bottle, she glanced at the clock.
Fifty-five minutes and this would be over. And she’d be on her first real date with Quinn. Sure, she was a bit nervous about being on horseback, but that was it. It surprised her, actually. She should be afraid of going out to the middle of nowhere with a man she just met. He could be a murderer or something, after all.
She chuckled and crossed back to the studio door. The only thing she had to fear from Quinn was that he was a thief. It would be easy for him to steal her heart, especially the more she learned about him.
“I’m ready in here,” Mr. Skinner called.
First, to get this over with.
Plastering a smile on her face, Larissa opened the door. The first thing she saw was Mr. Skinner’s bare butt. Not only had he stripped naked, he hadn’t bothered with the sheet. Even Quinn had draped it across himself with some level of decorum. Still, many clients preferred to go undraped, so it wasn’t that unusual. It was the creepy vibe the man gave off which made her nervous.
Patting the pocket of her scrubs, the tiny bulge of her cell phone felt reassuring. If Mr. Skinner asked for anything untoward, she’d call Quinn, as instructed.
“Okay, sir, the rocks are ready. Do you have any allergies? I prefer to use peppermint
Shane smacked Quinn’s shoulder. “Don’t worry, bro. Go get the horses and come back. I’ll do it up right for you. Besides, the waterfall is romantic enough to woo her without fancy food.”
With a nod, Quinn left the dining hall and hopped on his four-wheeler, headed for the stables. Brad had promised to get a packhorse ready, and Quinn had blankets and bottled water all ready to go. All that was left was for him to saddle up Shadow and wait for Larissa.
***
“A ll right, Mr. Skinner. I see you’re scheduled for a hot rock massage.” Larissa looked at her new client, a professional smile on her face. “Have you ever had a massage before?”
The silver-haired man gave a smile that put her on edge. It could only be described as leering. “I get massages every time I’m on the island.”
She sure hoped this wasn’t one of Vanessa’s ‘special’ clients. The look the man gave suggested he was.
Taking a deep breath, Larissa indicated the changing nook in the corner protected by a yellow curtain. “You can take off whatever is comfortable for you, but I really need your shirt off, and your pants if that’s not too revealing for you. Feel free to leave your underwear on. There’s a sheet on the table, so lay face down and cover your body with that while I step outside.”
She knew being exposed to the therapist was often a fear with massage clients, but Mr. Skinner didn’t have the look of someone who was going to be bashful about her seeing his body.
“I’ll be back in a few minutes and we’ll get started.”
He gave another creepy smile. “I can’t wait.”
Larissa held in her sigh until she left the studio, shutting the door behind her. The waiting room was completely empty, with not even the massage coordinator working today. Mr. Skinner was truly the only client for anyone, but Larissa wished someone else was in the building.
She shook herself slightly. It wasn’t like she didn’t know how to handle clients. All she had to do was focus on work, and not worry about Mr. Skinner. If he wanted a happy ending, he’d soon learn Larissa wasn’t in the business of giving them.
She was out of peppermint oil, and liked to use that since it did such a good job at opening the tissues. She walked to the oil display behind the reception counter. Swiping a new bottle, she glanced at the clock.
Fifty-five minutes and this would be over. And she’d be on her first real date with Quinn. Sure, she was a bit nervous about being on horseback, but that was it. It surprised her, actually. She should be afraid of going out to the middle of nowhere with a man she just met. He could be a murderer or something, after all.
She chuckled and crossed back to the studio door. The only thing she had to fear from Quinn was that he was a thief. It would be easy for him to steal her heart, especially the more she learned about him.
“I’m ready in here,” Mr. Skinner called.
First, to get this over with.
Plastering a smile on her face, Larissa opened the door. The first thing she saw was Mr. Skinner’s bare butt. Not only had he stripped naked, he hadn’t bothered with the sheet. Even Quinn had draped it across himself with some level of decorum. Still, many clients preferred to go undraped, so it wasn’t that unusual. It was the creepy vibe the man gave off which made her nervous.
Patting the pocket of her scrubs, the tiny bulge of her cell phone felt reassuring. If Mr. Skinner asked for anything untoward, she’d call Quinn, as instructed.
“Okay, sir, the rocks are ready. Do you have any allergies? I prefer to use peppermint
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