Just Three Words (Soho Loft Romances)

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looked conflicted, as if Tanya’s opinion carried weight. And hey, maybe it did. Samantha didn’t really have an organizational chart for attractive blondes at a spa.
    “I do,” Tanya said. “I say we give Savvy everything they need to take this place to the next level.”
    Eleanor seemed to mull this over. “I suppose I made you guest services director for a reason.” She turned to Mallory. “Let’s put it in writing.”
    Well, that was a fast turnaround. Was this actually happening? They were going to pay Savvy their full rate because Tanya felt bad about stealing Sam’s girlfriend? Somehow the victory felt less than sweet.
    Mallory produced the necessary paperwork. “Just need a few more minutes of your time and we can begin strategically placing Serenity on the lips of every woman in New York City.”
    “That’s what I’m banking on,” Eleanor said smoothly. Ah, the robot-like calm had returned.
    Tanya stood. “Eleanor, while you and Mallory sort out the details, how about I take Samantha on a tour? Show her around?”
    Sam balked. Alone time with Tanya was so not necessary. “Oh. No. I’m sure you have things to do. You just said it was a busy day.”
    “I think it’s important for our advertising agency to know what we’re all about,” Tanya said, blinking back at her with a quiet intensity. She wasn’t getting out of this.
    “Perfect,” she squeaked. Mallory stared at her helplessly. It would be bad form to refuse.
    They started in the secondary waiting area. Excuse her, secondary waiting station . Soft music flowed and the aroma of oranges hung in the air. Again there were pitchers of fruit water available in the corner.
    “This is where our journeywomen begin their experience,” Tanya said, walking into the room.
    “Oh, you call them journeywomen?”
    “We do. How about a glass of lemon water?”
    “Nah. I’m good,” Sam said, feigning intense interest in the room and its décor. Spending time with Tanya wasn’t wildly uncomfortable at all. Nope. She squinted. Was that Gwyneth Paltrow on the wall?
    “Have you recognized water as a necessary part of your existence, Sam?”
    Okay, how does one answer that, exactly? “Well, I need it to live. So I’m going to go with yes.” How had she not realized Tanya was a bit of a fruit loop when she’d spent time with her previously? Apparently, context was everything.
    Tanya poured her a glass of water anyway and extended it to her. “It’s more than that. Water is fundamentally transforming. It cleanses and purifies from the inside out. It can heal and nourish. I have a feeling you need more of it in your life.”
    “More water?” Sam took the glass she’d already declined. “Who knew?”
    “It’s true. Once you embrace water, you’ll harness your glow. That’s what’s missing, Sam. Your glow.”
    “Missing?” Tanya thought she was missing something? Well, join the club.
    Tanya sighed and met her eyes. “I feel horrible about how things went down with Libby. Don’t get me wrong, I fully believe that we’re meant to be together, in life and celestially, but I feel badly that your feelings might have been bulldozed in the process. I want to find a way to make it right.”
    “I’m fine, Tanya. I’m glad you guys are happy.” Not exactly the truth, but there was no way she was letting Tanya know how devastating the whole scenario was for her. How she still felt it on a daily basis: the rejection, the humiliation, the sinking feeling that she’d be alone forever.
    Tanya placed a surprised hand on her heart. “Really? I’m so glad to hear that. Libby will be, too. You know, I’ve always thought you were this awesome girl who could really pop given the right assistance.”
    Sam stared at her. “What do you mean?”
    “I can help you.” Tanya beamed. “Pop.” The accompanying hand gesture caused Sam to jump. “You know what? I’m going to set you up with Serenity’s all-encompassing Journeywoman Membership—on the

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