Roseanne was in such a state of bliss after her massage, she could hardly walk. Only the prospect of sharing a shower with Lisa moved her along.
Oh, Lisa. For all her bravado in the bar that first day, she certainly looked like she was in over her head now. Roseanne wondered, had she taken Lisa up on her offer that day, if Lisa would have been able to go through with it. Knowing her as she did now, she'd have to say no.
And knowing her as she did now, the offer in the bar was more about human contact—the result of her trauma—than sex. She paused, remembering the haunted look in Lisa's eyes that day. The thought that Lisa had been reaching out for some kind of comfort—from a complete stranger—made her heart break...that Lisa had reached out to her and she'd rebuffed her. Knowing what she knew now, would she have accepted her offer and taken her to bed? Taken her to bed and eased some of her pain for a few hours?
Yes.
But Lisa seemed to be healing. She hadn't seen that shadowed look in a couple of days. Certainly not today.
No. Today they'd been playing. Flirting. She smiled. Well, she'd been flirting. Which was a little out of character for her. She was usually so guarded—protective—of her personal life, she wouldn't dare flirt like that on one of her dates. Which is probably why she usually came across as being cool...aloof.
It was different with Lisa. She'd talked freely to her about her family, her job. She wasn't really harboring any secrets that she was afraid for Lisa to find out. There was nothing more to be guarded about.
"Are you daydreaming?"
She looked up, realizing that she had stopped walking and was standing in the hallway outside of the dressing room. And yes, daydreaming.
She smiled at Lisa. "So, how was the hot oil massage?"
Lisa nodded. "You were right. I feel like Jell-O. It was fantastic."
"I know. I feel like I've been drugged."
Lisa raised her eyebrows. "So...what about that shower you mentioned?"
Roseanne laughed quickly. "Oh, so now you're getting brave. Naked in the Jacuzzi, not so much," she teased.
But alas, the dressing room—and showers—were crowded as most of their party had worked their way through the spa cycle. In fact, Vivianne and their mother had just come from the showers, both covered in thick, terrycloth robes.
"What an absolutely fabulous day," Vivianne said. "I hope you two enjoyed it as much I did."
Lisa laughed. "Well, probably not quite as much. I'm assuming my brother enjoyed it too."
Vivianne winked. "I should hope so."
Roseanne looked at her mother. "Did you enjoy it?"
"Yes. It was very relaxing. Although I'm not crazy about the mud bath." She turned to Lisa. "Your mother just went back to the showers. She said it was her first spa."
Lisa nodded. "Mine too. Thank you."
"Well, I think you two are the last of our group. I'll have the vans waiting."
"So much for a leisurely shower," she murmured. She turned to Lisa. "You missed your chance in the Jacuzzi, it seems."
"My, my, but you are a tease, aren't you."
Roseanne grinned as they headed to their lockers to retrieve toiletries. "Actually, I'm not. You must bring it out in me."
"If you're not careful, I'll embarrass you at the dance Monday night. I'll be on the lookout for mistletoe."
