Kayden
The hot spring was exactly what I actually needed, and after soaking ourselves inside for an hour, the attendants led us into a red room.
Rhys had insisted on a full body treatment, which sounded great in theory until I was face down on a table and a very petite, very strong woman began to work on my back.
I was trying to maintain my "Alpha" dignity, but every time she hit a spot near my bruised ribs, I made a sound that was less dominant and more like a squeaky chew toy.
"You are very tense, sir," the therapist murmured. "Allow your body to relax."
"Of course I will be tense," I grunted into the face cradle. "Being tense is literally my job description."
From the table next to me, I heard a low, dark chuckle. It was from Rhys, who looked like he was falling asleep while he was getting his own massage.
"Stop laughing, Rhys," I wheezed as the therapist dug a thumb into my shoulder. "I'm an elite athlete. This is… ow… part of the process."
