CYRILLA'S POV
By the time we finished lunch, it was already 2 PM. After finishing their steaks, I thought they were done, but to my surprise, they ordered another course before getting dessert. They insisted I order more, but I couldn’t handle any more food. I just had cheesecake for dessert, which turned out to be surprisingly delicious.
We walked for about ten minutes before reaching the spa and salon. I expected the boys would go somewhere else while they waited for us, but I was surprised when Millie greeted the girl at the front desk.
“Full package for six,” Millie told the receptionist, who smiled brightly and directed us to our salon chairs.
Once seated, our assigned stylists came over.
Mine was a tall, muscular guy named James, with piercing gray eyes and a disarming smile. “W
