Cat decided starting a vacation with a massage was the right way to go. She lucked out when she called the spa Tuesday morning and they had an opening.
The previous night, she’d picked up the concierge’s recommendations of places to visit and then updated her two-week agenda. She looked forward to something for once that didn’t revolve around the wedding. She’d caught a glimpse of the vibe Celeste had packed for her and chuckled. Some things might stay off the agenda.
After a late breakfast, she entered the hotel’s posh spa five minutes early. Soft, instrumental music played in the background and the scent of vanilla filled the air. “Hello. I have an appointment at eleven for a massage.”
“Excellent. You would be Miss Dalton?”
“That’s correct.”
“Can I get you a glass of fruit-infused c
