CHAPTER 3: Maggie
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“May I call you Maggie?” Kevin smiled, nothing but friendly professionalism on his face.
“Yes, of course.” Maggie glanced at the table. Where was that sheet?
“Great. Then let’s get started,” said Kevin. “Are there any areas you want me to focus on? Any place you’re having pain or tension?”
“Ah...no.”
“No place that’s sore at all?” The pure innocence in Terry’s voice contrasted with the smirk on his handsome face as he walked to the couch and sat.
She made a face at him and his grin widened. He could be such an ass.
“Maggie, you have to tell me where you hurt if you want me to help.” Kevin winked at her. “Don’t worry. I’ve worked here a long time.”
“Well, I am a little sore”—her face heated—“on my lower back.”
“Your lower back? Really? That’s where you’
