Go to a Massage Parlor

"You know, I had an idea." Megan states.

I raise an eyebrow. "Yeah?"

"There's a rather exclusive massage parlor in Vegas called 'Respite'. I mean after last night, we could all do with one, right?"

"Sure could." Grace adds.

"Good, 'cause I already booked it."

"Really? You didn't tell us." Isabella gasps.

"I wanted it to be a surprise."

"It's a great idea." Danielle interjects.

"Sure. So when are we booked in?" I ask.

"At 10. Figured that'd give us some time."

"Not like we have to get dressed up or anything, right?" Grace states.

"Not as seeing as we'll be stripping down."

My jaw drops. "What?"

"Oh c'mon Brooke, you'll be fine. They're total professionals. I mean the masseurs probably see 100's of naked women every week."

"Okay..." I'm still not one-hundred percent okay with having another man touch me. Whilst I want to believe it's just because it'd be the first time a man other than Noah has touched me in a long time, but deep down I knew I am afraid of my own urges. That same man who had been my only for years had also neglected me for frankly too long.