PREPARATION FOR THE DATE
Considering the way Mrs Quinn was fussing over Emelia, one will assume Emelia was getting married. She was only going on a date with George, she couldn't understand the big fuss about it.
Emelia wouldn't have believed there was a spa residing at the back of the boutique, Mrs Quinn's hand was placed at the lower back of Emelia's. Five workers were walking dutifully behind Mrs Quinn, their faces expressionless.
Emelia was made to enter a bathtub filled with warm water and scented oils, she closed her eyes in pleasure as she felt the heat seeped into her skin, "Mmm," she moaned slowly.
The two staff massaged and scrubbed her body with soft sponges, while she was still inside the tub. Emelia felt like an Arabian princess, she was thoroughly pampered. She stared at her skin astonished, it was sheening under the harsh boutique light. Emelia raised her hand to touch her arm, feeling the tender softness beneath her fingers.
