Chapter Thirty-eight

The masseuse arrived an hour after they got home and by then, Zoe was taking a nap while the bodyguards had returned to their quarters in the other compound. The lady was biracial with her afro curls piled up in a big bun on her head. Her caramel skin glowed like polished brass and her pretty face reminded Rachel of a porcelain doll. She was dressed in a grey-colored uniform showing the name of the company she worked for above the breast pocket.

“Hi, my name is Kira from Fantasy Spa. I’m here for your massage appointment,” she said.

“Welcome, I’m Rachel. Please, come in. Follow me, I’ll take you to the indoor spa.”

When they got to the massage room, Derek was already there with a white towel tied loosely around his waist. “Ah, there she is!” He said excitedly. “Who goes first?”

“You’re already dressed for the occasion, so you might as well go first,” said Rachel. “I’ll go check on Zoe and come back to join you guys.”

She knew Zoe would still be knocked out from that hyperactive beach