Page 21 of The Sweetheart Dance
She giggles. “I’m excited about the massage. How are you? How did you sleep?”
I slept pretty bad last night because all I could think about was Raina. All I wanted to do was to knock on her bedroom door and kiss her goodnight. The thought weighed on my mind all night until I eventually fell asleep.
“I slept okay. What about you?”
The look on her face tells me she had some issues sleeping as well. Out of politeness, I don’t press her to answer my question.
Just like yesterday when we were coming back from the restaurant, the snow dances around us. It is the most serene scene I have seen in a long time and I love that I get to spend this time with Raina.
Raina hums as the snow flitters around her. “I always forget how much I like coming here until I come back,” she murmurs.
“I can imagine. I need to come here more,” I reply.
“How often do you get to travel?”
I wink at her. “More than you think. Sure, I have practice a lot and have to keep up on my workouts, but I’m able to do a lot of things I want to do.”
She places her arm through my arm for the rest of the walk to the massage parlor. It is sweet, romantic, and intimate how she is touching me like this.
“Welcome!”
“Good morning,” both Raina and I call out to the staff at the parlor.
In seconds, we are rushed to our room to get ready for the massages. I’m more than slightly aware to the fact I’m going to be almost naked around Raina and Raina is going to be practically naked around me.
I feel like a teenager who just looked at a dirty magazine for the first time.
Chapter Seventeen
Raina
I did my absolute best to make sure I’m shaved, buffed, clean and smelling good before this appointment. The mere fact that Luke is going to lie right next to me during our massages has my insides flipping.
I didn’t sleep at all last night because I was so anxious about spending this time with Luke. To say I thought about him kissing me all night would be an understatement. There is something about Luke that has me feeling like a schoolgirl.
I’m lying face down on the massage bed with Luke’s delicious cologne filling the air making me lightheaded with lust. He winks at me while he gets situated on the bed next to me.
Luke is wearing light blue Armani briefs which hug him perfectly. They don’t leave much to the imagination which is totally okay with me. I blink quickly to clear my mind from the naughty thoughts flooding it.
Luke is hands down more handsome now than he was all of those years ago.
In seconds, the massage therapists are in the room warming up the oils to give us massages. It feels strangely intimate to be in a room like this with Luke knowing that we are faking a relationship for our parents.
I know this is supposed to be a fake relationship but I can’t help but want to reach out and hold Luke’s hand. I find myself craving his touch.
The light sultry music fills the air while our therapists work out any kinks in our bodies. Mine is focusing on this knot I have near my right shoulder blade I didn’t know I had. I let a slight moan while she focuses on it.
Luke’s eyes open boring into mine that snapped open as the moan escaped my lips. The air is thick with lust and longing as we gaze at each other. I can see the passion in his eyes that is equally reciprocated.
The hour passes by quickly but not quickly enough. I feel vulnerable this close to Luke since I’m practically naked.
A relationship with him could never work. He’s a professional football player who just won the Super Bowl. I’m a nurse in a small-town hospital. What could I possibly offer him?
Don’t get me wrong. I know I’m a catch to normal guys- just not famous ones.
“How long have you been seeing each other?”
The question startles me making me remember this is all a show. “A while,” I murmur as I hold the sheet close to my body for modesty.
