contract.”
“Oh of course, don’t forget the contract,” I say sarcastically and she giggles, pulling me into her apartment.
Her place is so cute. It’s a very open layout with a nice sized living room. On the other side of her living room is her kitchen. She has a huge snack bar that seats six and divides the kitchen from the living room. She has two bedrooms, which is really nice for nights like this. Her room is large, and has a huge walk in closet. She needs it because this woman has a serious wardrobe. She probably has more pairs of jeans than I do pants and skirts in my closet. I head into the spare room to put my bag away.
“I want to show you a new hairstyle I found for you,” Bella says, then goes to get her laptop. I kind of liked the one we picked the other night but she wants me to see this one too.
She brings it up on the screen. “Check this out, Patty, it is perfect.”
It is really pretty. My hair would be swept to the right and flow over my shoulder in curls.
“I like that. You can have a stylist do that to my hair.”
“I’m so glad, because I already saved it to my phone hoping you would like it. I also got you this really pretty hair clip.”
Even if I didn’t like it she would convince me to do it anyway. She knows fashion better than I do and although she can be overpowering when it comes to me and the things I wear, I know she means well.
“What are you doing to your hair?” She brings up the picture for the style she chose and I have to say I’m a bit shocked because she is doing it similar to mine. Her hair is thicker than mine and the back of hers will be different but still the same idea.
“That is going to look really pretty on you, I can’t wait to see it.”
“Thanks, are you ready to go? Our appointment is in thirty minutes and we are starting out with massages before we have lunch.”
“Sure, let’s roll.” I wink at my friend, linking arms with her as we sashay out the door.
“I’ll drive.” She pulls her keys from her purse and we’re off to the salon.
When we get there my mother is waiting in the lobby of the salon and I give Bella a look that screams ‘ What the fuck!’ She gives me a sympathetic look and I have a feeling my mother invited herself.
“Patricia, darling, how are you?”
“I’m fine, Mother.”
“I’m so excited to have a girls’ day with you two. I’ve booked us for a massage and after that they are going to serve us lunch. I’ve ordered us all a grilled chicken salad with dressing on the side, pita bread, and water with lemon.” She looks so proud and I want to scream, I don’t want a salad but I don’t want to sound ungrateful so I just thank her for setting it up.
Three girls come out to the lobby and call our names. We follow them to our rooms and I’m happy to have the next forty-five minutes to myself. The woman tells me that she’s going to give me a few minutes to get ready and she will be back, so I get comfortable on the table lying on my belly with my face through the pillow. I’m not sure why but my mind instantly goes to my mystery man. I haven’t said anything to Bella and I can’t help but wonder if he will be there tonight. She did say she saw him at an event of my mom’s so maybe I will get to see him. I can only imagine how hot he will look in a tux, or even better, his dress uniform.
The masseuse knocks on the door to let me know she’s coming in to get started. She tells me to let her know if she’s applying too much pressure and she gets started rubbing the knots out of my back.
Forty-five minutes later she tells me I’m all set and that she’ll meet me outside the door to take me back out to the lobby to meet up with my mom and Bella for lunch. It takes me all of two minutes to get dressed. She escorts me to the café where my mom and Bella are already there waiting for me with our salads in place.
“How was your massage, darling?”
“It was very relaxing. Thank you,