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Otto nods, clearly thinking. “Jacob, as you may have seen, is a very private person, so I don’t know a lot about those rumors. However, I know that Catholic institutions are very strict, and the people who go there are catty. Most of the people at Holy Cross are there because they have to be, or to find a husband. You, my dear, are competition,” he explains.
Chastity rolls her eyes. “No offense, but I think you’re talking about the wrong girl.”
I smack her arm and then wince. Chas is still a little sore. “Sorry, but I won’t allow you to talk about yourself like that. You’re gorgeous, smart, and you have four guys drooling over you. Even if Ash still hasn’t gotten his head out of his ass,” I grumble.
“I clearly don’t see what you two do,” Chastity complains. “The guys want me because they need me. It’s transactional—”
“Oh my God, don’t let Jacob hear you talk like that,” Otto hisses. “I know Tempest is aware you’re their Eve, and a bit about The Society, so I doubt he’ll care if I share this. Being Eve is a big deal in our world, because it allows guys like Jonas, Bastian, and Ash entrance into our world. It sets them up to lead, make important decisions for The Society, and therefore, it means that they’ll be powerful men one day. The women going to Holy Cross are told to snag themselves a Society man.”
“Ew,” I groan. “They’re hunting for husbands, Chas. The Adams don’t usually end up in a relationship with their Eve, right?”
“Nope. Typically, Eve is a girl who the Adams don’t have anything to do with again, and is sexually experienced,” Otto says. Chastity’s cheeks pinken, and I rub her knee.
As much as she and I experimented, she is definitely not experienced.
“So, why me?” she wonders.
“You’re special. You’re going to have an important place in The Society, but it’s not up to me to discuss it with you. Just know that things are going to change quickly, and it’s because you’re special,” Otto says intently, as he stops in front of the spa.
Chastity nods, biting her lip as she slides out of the car after me. “Thank you, Otto,” we chorus, and he grins easily.
“Enjoy yourself, ladies. I’ll be back later.”
I close the car door behind us, wrapping my arm around Chastity’s waist.
“Ready to be lazy for the next few hours?” I grin, pulling her into the spa.
“God, yes. I wonder if they can do anything about the bruises on my face,” she mutters.
Deciding that’s exactly what I’m going to tackle, I drag her to the front desk. We have three hours to do whatever we want. I want a massage, but because of Chastity’s bruises, I want to check out the Medspa options they have.
“Hi.” I smile as we walk up to the desk.
The receptionist is sweet and grins back. “Hi! Do you have an appointment?”
Nodding, I give our names, pulling the menu for the different treatments toward myself.
“Can you tell me about the benefits of laser therapy on bruising?” I ask. “My friend is getting married, and she was in a really bad car accident,” I lie.
The receptionist, Sandy, nods as her eyes widen. “You poor darling,” she coos. “Yes, the non-ablative laser therapy we use will help minimize the bruises, and can I also recommend a facial?”
Chastity looks a little dazed, but nods with a smile. “I’m still kind of sore, so being able to relax and know that it’ll help the bruising would be amazing,” she says.
We book our treatments, with appointments to get our nails done together at the end. I change into a robe, leaving my clothes in the locker. Pocketing my phone just in case, I hum contently. This place is so relaxing, I can feel the stress start to uncoil.
Following my masseuse, Lisa, into the room, I’m glad that I chose a female. This spa has a lot of males who work here, but I’ve never been comfortable with the idea of a guy as my provider.
It’s the same reason I try to make sure to have female doctors as well.
“Okay, I’m going to need you to remove your robe, and place it in the basket for your belongings,” she says with a smile. “Then, get under the blankets and I’ll come back in. The temperature is all adjustable for the table, so if it’s too hot or cold, let me know. Is there anything I should know medically?”
A flutter in my stomach reminds me, and I nod jerkily. “I feel like I’m the worst pregnant person,” I murmur so softly that she had to lean in to hear me. “I can get a massage while pregnant, right?”
“Yes. It’s totally safe to lie on your stomach for the massage as long as you’re comfortable. We have special pillows with a cutout for your pillow if you were farther along. We’ll just have you on your stomach for the entire service, since you shouldn’t lay on your back. It sounds like this is new, so if no one has told you yet, congratulations, Mom.” She grins.
Lisa walks out of the room and I sniffle. No one knows, so no one has congratulated me. I strip quickly, getting under the covers on the massage table and laying on my stomach. I really need to tell Chastity about all of this after the wedding. I want to be excited with someone, because I’m going to be doing this without this baby’s dad.
Lisa knocks and I call out for her to come in. I don’t think I realized how relaxed I'd get during a massage, because I pass out for most of it.
