Behind the Curtains: A Tale of Hidden Emotions

Chapter 13

Hours passed, and Faye finished preparing a bath for me. She carried me inside the bathroom with ease, showing her strength. She checked the temperature of the bubble bath she had prepared, and when she was satisfied, she slowly submerged my body in the tub. I watched her every move.

She arranged everything she needed and started spraying water from the tips of my hair to the top of my head. She reached for the shampoo and began massaging my scalp. The sensation was incredible. It felt like I was in a salon and spa at the same time. How could I forgot that she owned a salon, which explained her expertise.

"Do you like it?" she asked.

I nodded, closing my eyes and savoring the sensation. I wanted to stay like this forever. She was so good at whatever she did.

She rinsed my hair and applied various treatments I wasn't familiar with. She probably bought them from the grocery downstairs. When she finished cleaning my hair, she guided me to sit in the tub, facing the mirror so I could see what she was doing to my back.

She carefully scrubbed my arms, hands, and back. She was so focused, and I took the chance to admire her features. I'd never tire of praising her. She was just too good to be true.

"Give me your hand," she said, and I immediately obeyed. She softly massaged my hands and arms before returning to scrub my back and neck. She peeked from the side, confused about where I was looking.

She looked in front and smiled when she realized I had been staring at her. We both smiled at our reflection in the mirror. She squeezed my cheeks, causing me to wince a bit. She really loved pinching my cheeks.

She planted a quick kiss on my right cheek and resumed her task. When it was time to scrub my legs, we unconsciously locked eyes, as if having a silent conversation. I was about to take the scrub from her when she averted it, still looking directly into my eyes.

"I'll do it," she said, smirking. I knew exactly what she was thinking.

I gave her a warning look. "I know exactly what you're thinking, Faye. Let me remind you that I can still barely move a muscle."

"Oh, baby, what are you talking about? I was just going to scrub your legs, nothing more, nothing less," she insisted. But I wasn't a fool to fall for that.

"But... if you want to do something else, who am I to refuse?" she teased. See? She's unbelievable.

I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms over my chest, thankful the bubble bath was covering me.

"I was kidding. I'll just scrub it off, baby. I promise." She smiled sincerely and started with my right leg, slowly scrubbing and massaging my shin as well as the back of it.

I couldn't help but moan at how good it felt.

"You like that, huh?" she asked as she moved to my other leg.

The whole bath felt like a five-star hotel massage session. Faye wrapped me in my cute pink robe like a toddler and took photos, saying she'd make them her phone's wallpaper.

"How can you be so cute and sexy at the same time?" she said, admiring my photo. She was such a sweet talker, no wonder I fell for her.

Faye also helped me dress for the day, except for my undergarments, which I did myself out of respect.

When we were finally done, I looked at the clock on my bedside table and was shocked by the time. I raised the blinds to see if it was really night, and the dark, starry sky confirmed it.

It was almost midnight for God's sake.

Had I really slept that long? Good thing our photoshoot was canceled due to some issues.