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Chapter One

Just try it, she said It will be fun, she said

And that manipulative conversation with Sophie, his soon-to-be sister-in-law, is how Braxton now found hi but his boxer briefs and a toaiting for a e

A o ahead and sign up for a facial and a pedicure while he was here

Braxton Monroe and his brothers were gearing up to open a women’s-only resort and spa, in honor of their late sister, Chelsea The business had been her drea she’d been so passionate about?

With the resort set to open at the first of the year and the open house just a week before Christ, they weren’t sure if they needed one on hand the first day the resort was open, but they finally decided they wanted to do this up right and do it up big, just like Chelsea would’ve wanted

Sophie had just sold a house to a new lady in town and, after souys to check out this prospect for the masseuse position

Because the woia, and not currently eer’s hoe woman’s house before, but usually under much different circumstances Braxton hoped like hell Sophie hadn’t lied when she’d said she’d checked out the woman’s credentials

Thankfully, Sophie had driven hih he’d questioned her in the car when she started acting weird She never gave hirin on her face and he was al to play out Okay, he wasn’t almost afraid, he was flat-out terrified

He also had no clue why he couldn’t meet the potential employee before she came in and rubbed her hands all over him But Sophie insisted he was to undress and wait in the room because he needed to have the full “client experience” Yet again, how the hell had he ended up with his ass up and his head in a doughnut-shaped hole?

Braxton groaned as he realized how foolish he looked lying here For all he knew, this was a prank orchestrated by his brothers No doubt Zach and Lia their asses off at his expense There would be payback

The door behind hilossy wood floor Braxton didn’t lift his head, didn’t want to see whoever had just walked in He’d had irls to last hi by the front door, Prada if his ex had taught hi he wanted was to deal with another label-snob

Bitterness was a pill he’d been trying to s fordown

Braxton wanted to get this hu bag, drink a beer, fondle his reain soet this damn warped interview process over with

The pocket door to the room slid open, then shut with a soft whoosh Braxton attempted to mentally prepare himself for the next hour of the unknown