Chapter 6
The tropics seemed to have taken over Time Out. The air was dense with an array of pleasing scents, from aromatic coconut, to tangy limes, and the fragrances filled the modest salon with warmth and enchantment.
In the door, the sign read ‘Closed,’ and the curtains had been drawn tight. The only light was the soft glow of the flickering candles, which were plentiful and of different sizes and colors. Kieran had done a wonderful job of turning the massage parlor into an island retreat. Liam was impressed at the transformation. It was hard to imagine the manic world was still going about its Tuesday evening business beyond the salon’s door.
And Kieran looked stunning this evening. So different in his black short-sleeved button-up shirt and sleek black pants. Even Kieran’s belt wa
