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    Gentle Hands
    Gentle Hands
    Gentle Hands
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    Gentle Hands

    By C. Tyler

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    Jo, a massage therapist, has a job she loves and a simple life she enjoys, until an old crush walks in. After so many years, she’s shocked to see Alex is her newest appointment.
    Jo is all too happy to let a whirlwind of romance and passion sweep her away, alongside the sweetest and sexiest man she’s ever known, but life has a way of throwing a wrench into things. When Alex’s past steps into their present, she knows stepping aside is the right thing to do. The question is: can she survive it?

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherEvernight Publishing
    Release dateMay 17, 2019
    ISBN9781773399621
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      Book preview

      Gentle Hands - C. Tyler

      Published by EVERNIGHT PUBLISHING ® at Smashwords

      www.evernightpublishing.com

      Copyright© 2019 C. Tyler

      ISBN: 978-1-77339-962-1

      Cover Artist: Jay Aheer

      Editor: Karyn White

      ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

      WARNING: The unauthorized reproduction or distribution of this copyrighted work is illegal. No part of this book may be used or reproduced electronically or in print without written permission, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in reviews.

      This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, and places are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

      DEDICATION

      To all the crazies I know and love.

      GENTLE HANDS

      Romance on the Go ®

      C. Tyler

      Copyright © 2019

      Chapter One

      I’m a massage therapist and have been for the last couple of years. I work for one of those large chain places that tend to be connected to country clubs and other high-end locations. Ours is a singular building, however, on the side of a busy road downtown instead of tucked back in the rich side of the city.

      I like my job. Most of the people I meet are really polite and sweet, mostly because they have to be partially or completely naked around a stranger, but there are those who make me question ever getting into this field. I mean, the horror stories are there, from people who stink to an unimaginable degree, to people who are just plain dirty, and the old classic of pervy guys wanting a happy ending. It runs the gamut, but fortunately, the majority of the people who come to Gentle Hands are just looking to relax.

      The candles are lit and scattered around my room, there’s one of those little waterfalls on a small table in the corner giving just the right level of ambient noise, and a reed diffuser filled with chamomile oil is sitting on the bamboo shelves along with my towels and sheets. The room’s painted a subdued white, the lights are kept dim, and honestly, I could fall asleep in here if given the chance. It’s really relaxing.

      My next client is supposed to be here in about five minutes, so I’m going through the process of making the room ready. It doesn’t take much because, let’s be honest, I don’t do anything that would merit wide cleaning. But, the sheets on my table get rotated after every client, and I like to straighten up a little. Keeps me busy, too.

      After jostling the reeds in the diffuser to make sure the scent is fresh, there’s a knock at my door. A second later, one of the girls I work with pops her head in.

      Hey, she greets me with a soft voice. Your two o’clock’s here.

      Thanks. I smile. Just show them in.

      She gives me a nod and ducks back out. I’m still standing with my back to the door and checking the oil level in the bottle I keep on my hip when the air in the room shifts and the door’s opened.

      I turn and brandish a wide, kind smile. Hi.

      The young man entering my room hesitates by the door. He’s shifting on his feet, and his eyes are darting around. It’s pretty obvious this is his first time in a place like this and he’s not sure what to do.

      I step around the table between us to greet him, offering my hand when I do. I’m Joanna, I say. This your first massage?

      He shakes my hand, but when his hazel eyes fall to me, they narrow. He’s looking me over like he’s searching for something, but I don’t know what.

      Jo? he finally asks.

      I flinch. Only my friends call me by my nickname, and I’m pretty sure I haven’t met him before, but I examine him anyway.

      He’s tall—much taller than me—and broad from what I can tell through his winter coat. He has a short beard, and his chocolate hair is cut short around the sides of his head, but long enough on top that it’s sweeping into his eyes. He’s handsome, true, but I don’t recognize him.

      I’m sorry, but do I know you? I feel foolish for asking almost immediately. Clearly, he knows me.

      A crooked smile takes his lips as everything seems to connect for him. His smile actually makes my insides tremble just a bit. It’s dazzling, and the dimples it brings out don’t help me in the least.

      Alex, he tells me.

      And then it’s like I am struck by lightning. Suddenly, everything comes back into focus, and I know exactly who this guy was.

      Oh my God! I exclaim with a smile. He chuckles. Hi! I throw my

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