Chapter 13

It didn't occur to Emma to ask which spa they were going to until they had been on the road for nearly twenty minutes. As realization dawned, she leaned back in her seat and stared out the window, telling herself she should demand Jen turn the car around. She had signed on to get her nails done, not to have some compensated Lothario grope her.

As though she could hear Emma's thoughts, Jen said, "They are nothing but discreet, Emma."

"That's not the point."

"You need this. You need to be treated like a woman."

Emma shook her head. She couldn't argue with that, either. "But fighting a cheater by cheating seems counterproductive."

"Don't think of it as cheating. It's not like you're in love with these guys. Though," she said with a chuckle, "you might certainly fall in love with their perfect bodies and perfectly huge cocks."

Emma couldn't help but laugh. Leave it to Jen to twist things around and make the immoral seem mundane.

Jen reached over and took her hand. "Listen, you don't