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“For it to come off.” She moved between my legs and gripped the hardened wax.
“Um, can’t we just wash it off?”
Kate laughed. “If only it were that easy. Ready, on 3?”
I nod, what else was I going to do.
“One... two... three... four....” Riiip
Sweat pours from every pore on my skin and I howl in pain as my pubic hairs are ripped from their roots.
“Are you okay?” She asks, shoving a cold cloth between my legs.
“I thought you were going on three. Here I was hoping you decided to give up.” I puff a strand of hair out of my eyes. “If you call being skinned alive okay, I’m just fucking dandy .”
Four hours later I’m back in my hotel room and ready to pass out when I hear a knock at the door.
Getting off the bed I pad across the room and look out the peephole. I don’t see a thing. I put my hand on the lock ready to open it when from behind me I hear breathing.
“Don’t you dare,” Cash growls in my ear.
I spin around and stare up at him. “Were you just out there?”
“Yeah. I wanted to see if you would open it.” He backs away and waves his hand towards the table. “I brought us dinner.”
I tighten the tie on my robe and hurry over to the table and sit. “Thanks, I was just going to hit the hay, but I’m starving.”
He takes the cover off the platter and hands me a plate of chicken alfredo. I start to dig in when he sits across from me.
Lifting the cover off a smaller platter, he hands me a bowl of Caesar salad. “How did your appointment go?”
I look up with a forkful of pasta halfway to my mouth. “Painful. Was it really necessary for all body hair to be removed?”
“Yeah.” He nods, before biting into a piece of garlic bread.
“Why?”
“Because, if you haven’t noticed by now, lightning is my element, yours, ice. And what does lightning do, it causes things to catch fire. When we have sex, I don’t want to be smelling burnt hair. It’s a huge turnoff.”
I gulp. “You mean the hair on my head is going to catch fire?!”
His brows shoot upwards. “What? No.” He laughs. “It doesn’t work that way, thankfully.”
I nod. Something is bothering me, but I don’t know how much I can trust him. Wanting to block my thoughts, I push the food around my plate with my fork and concentrate.
“Something wrong?” he asks.
I shake my head but never break eye contact, it’s like I’m in a self-induced trance... just staring at my plate.
“Cassi. You’re blocking me, aren’t you?”
“Am I?” I look at him then and see the confusion on his face. “I am!” I hoot.
“Good, now I don’t have to teach you that. So, what is it that you didn’t want me to know?”
I drop my fork and lean back in my chair and sigh. “What’s the reasoning for the others the night of our wedding? Like I get that we need to do the nasty, but why them?”
Cash takes a deep breath and pushes his plate away. “Honestly, I don’t know.”
