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“How are things with you and your man? He still traveling all the time?”

“Unfortunately.” Lily didn’t sound distressed at all. She sounded... relaxed. “He was home this past weekend, though, and he’ll be here this coming weekend, too.”

“Anything special planned?”

“No idea. He likes to surprise me.”

“Nothing wrong with that. I love when a man shows up with some elaborate plan for us to spend an evening together.”

“You’d love Logan, then. He always has something up his sleeve.”

As Julie worked her way up Lily’s leg, the sight and sound of her applying the wax and then ripping the cloth off didn’t bother me as much as it had at the start. Every now and then Lily would wince, but after a second, it was gone and she was back to her conversation with Julie. Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad.

Lily moved, and it caught my attention. She positioned herself farther down on the table, her legs bent and spread wide open. Julie pushed the towel up and reached for the wax.

It was strange. I didn’t want to look, but I couldn’t turn away.

“Brianna?”

I dragged my gaze up to Lily’s face. “Yes?”

“Did you want to come closer so you can see what she’s doing? I don’t mind.”

Did I?

She held out her hand, beckoning me.

When I reached her side, Lily took hold of my hand. “This part hurts more than the legs, but once it’s done, it’s done. The pain goes away after a few seconds, and I don’t have to worry about hair for at least a month.”

“Ready?”

Lily nodded to Julie, and I held my breath as Julie pulled the skin taut and ripped the cloth strip away.

Chapter Twenty-Four

Brianna

Before I knew it, Lily was hopping off the table, and it was my turn. Julie looked concerned as I removed my clothes and lay down on the table, my hands holding tightly to the sides.

“Are you sure you want to do this?”

“Yes.” I closed my eyes and tried to remember to breathe. It would be okay. I’d be fine.

The sound of a chair scraping across the floor, followed by the feeling of fingers prying my hand off the table, made me open my eyes. Lily sat next to me.

“I’m right here.”

I nodded.

Lily glanced in Julie’s direction, and there seemed to be some sort of unspoken communication that took place.

A hand touched my leg, and I jerked. “It’s okay. I just want to see what direction your hair is growing. It will make removal easier and less painful.”

“Okay.”

She ran her hand up and down both my legs, turning each one to the side. “I’m going to get started now. If you need me to stop, just say so.”

I didn’t respond other than to hold tighter to Lily’s hand.

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