Page 34 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 10

Saturday

Bryce

I immediately felt relaxed just walking into the place. The walls were lined with waterfalls that produced a constant, soothing background noise that nearly put me to sleep when combined with the vanilla fragrance they were pumping into the room.

A middle-aged woman greeted us at the front desk. "Welcome to the Athletes' Spa. Can I have your name please?" she asked.

"Tim Wood, and this is Kristen, Alina, and Bryce."

"Let's see..." She scanned her computer screen. "Ah, there you are. Would you prefer a male or female massage therapist?"

"We'll take a male," said Kristen immediately.

"We will too," agreed Tim.

"Wait, what?" I said. Damn it. I should have known Tim would want a man.

Alina and Kristen started laughing. It was the first time Alina had smiled since losing her match. I didn't want that smile to go away again, so I decided to keep the joke rolling.

"You know what?" I said. "Send us the biggest, strongest men you've got."

Alina laughed even more.

Tim raised his hand for a high five. "My man. I underestimated you."

"Hey, what if we want the biggest, strongest men they've got?" said Kristen. "That doesn't seem fair."

Tim shook his head. "I'm sorry my dear, but the spa is like a street fight. The early bird gets the hunk."

"I don't see how that phrase applies to a street fight..." I said.

At this point, Alina was laughing hysterically. God, I loved her laugh.

The woman at the desk looked concerned. "I should actually point out that the spa has fairly strict rules of etiquette and is nothing like a street fight.

For example, any requests for sexual favors from your massage therapist will lead to early termination of your massage.

" She pointed at a sign behind her titled Spa Etiquette.

"Don't worry," I said. "I'll make sure he doesn't try any funny business with the masseur."

"Good. We should be ready for you in about a half hour. While you wait, you're welcome to relax in the sauna or hot tub. Your massage therapists will come get you when they're ready. The men's locker room is to your left, the women's is to your right."

"Have fun with your hunky men," said Alina.

"How could we not?" asked Tim.

I glanced back at Alina as we walked towards the locker room. This spa would be so much better if the facilities were co-ed.

Tim and I changed into towels and then I followed him to the sauna. The hot, humid air blasted us as soon as we opened the door. There were a few guys sitting on the wooden benches, but there was still plenty of room for Tim and me.

I sat back and tried to relax, but it was hard not to focus on the tiebreaker event tomorrow. If all went according to plan, Em would be safe, Alina would be happy to see Gabriela lose, and Isadora would take down Rodrigo. But if it doesn't go according to plan... I shook the thought from my head.

"So what do you think our odds are for tomorrow?" I asked. "Still fifty-fifty?"

Tim shook his head. "Have faith, Bryce. I can't control for all the variables, but I'd say we have at least a 90% chance of winning."

"Really? You're that confident?"

"I wouldn't joke about competitive dance."

"What makes you so sure? Practice was good, but not that good."

"I have a few cards up my sleeve," said Tim.

"Like what?"

Tim glanced around at the other guys in the sauna. "You really want me to tell you?"

Good point. Better not to discuss it here. "No, I'll trust you."

"As you should. Just sit back and relax."

I leaned back against the wall and closed my eyes. I tried to focus on my breathing instead of the tiebreaker.

It worked for about two minutes until Tim nudged me.

"Dude, did you see that?" he asked.

"What? No, I had my eyes closed."

"Follow me." He hopped up and ran out of the sauna.

Against my better judgment, I got up and ran after him. He was standing in the middle of the hall looking both directions when I caught up to him.

"What's going on?" I asked.

"I think I saw Python."

"What? Not this again."

"I think he was that guy sitting next to us.

When he got up to leave someone hit him with the door and his towel fell off for a second.

It was definitely him. Man, I should have known that such a majestic creature would be found in the spa.

I wonder if there's a treatment he does to make his penis so big. "

"Well, he's not here. The hallway is empty."

"He's not in the hallway, but he must be near. Let's split up and look before the trail goes cold."

"I think that spying on spa-goers violates spa etiquette."

"This is bigger than spa etiquette."

Was that a pun about the size of his penis? I decided to pretend like it didn't happen. "Well, I'm going back in the sauna. Good luck."

"Come on, Bryce. Please help me," pleaded Tim. "It's important."

"Mr. Wood and Mr. Walker?" said a man who had just entered the hallway.

"That's us," said Tim.

Thank God. They couldn't have come at a better time.

"Hi, I'm Brad, and this is Jimmy. We'll be your massage therapists today." They stuck out their hands to shake ours.

As we shook hands with them, Tim turned to me and whispered, "Brad has the grip of a full-grown grizzly bear. We're in for a treat."

Ew.

We followed the men down the hall to our massage room. They waited outside while we took our towels off and lay face-down on the massage tables.

Jimmy started massaging my back. It really did feel good, although it took a little while for me to forget about the fact that it was a man doing it.

He started at my shoulders and worked down to my lower back, and then he poured some sort of hot oil on me.

I thought he was going to keep massaging, but instead he just patted the area.

"Fuck!" I screamed as a sharp pain shot up my back. "What was that?"

"First time getting waxed?" asked Jimmy.

I turned to look at Tim. "What the hell, Tim? Did you sign us up for a wax?"

"No, just you. I always keep my body baby-smooth."

"Well what if I don't want to be baby-smooth?" I asked as Jimmy applied another layer of wax to a different spot on my back.

"It's part of the agreement you signed when you agreed to participate as an understudy in the dance. We can't have any stray hairs poking through your costume. Those suits are tight and HD catches everything."

Jimmy pulled on the wax and it felt like a layer of my skin came with it. I gritted my teeth and tried not to scream again.

"See, it's not so bad," said Tim. "The only bad part is when he does your package, but I'm sure Jimmy will be gentle. It's worth it for the results though. Alina will love it."

"Nope, I'm not doing this."

"You're really not going to do this after all I've done to help you with this tiebreaker? Not cool, Bryce. Not cool at all."

Tim was right. I had asked an awful lot from him for this tiebreaker and he hadn't even flinched. And now he was just asking me for this one thing. Even if it was a full body wax, I couldn't say no.

"Alright, fine," I said. "But after this we're even."

"Deal. Gentlemen, will you please excuse me for a minute? I need to use the restroom." Tim got up, wrapped his towel around himself, and left the room, leaving me to endure the pain of a full body wax by myself.