Chapter 411

• "Don't you just love a post massage relax" Francesca enthuses as we recline on a set of loungers in a small greenhouse courtyard following a hot stone massage. My argument with Rhode has been bubbling in my stomach for the last two hours, so I can't exactly say that I'm relaxed.
• "It's great" I mumble out a response. Francesca grins as she sits up, her white fluffy robe enveloping her completely.
• "I'm going to get us some soothing lemon tea. Be right back!" She giggles as she walks back inside the set of open glass doors behind us.