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for the fifth time. “The bathtub
could hold three of me and the shower has one of those fancy waterfall
fixtures. Funny thing is, despite it being completely covered with stone or
tile, it’s not cold. I think the floor is heated somehow.”
    “Oooo… Send me a picture so I can be even more jealous.”
    “I hate it that Mom spent so much money. There is no way
this was a cheap trip.”
    “Your mom loved you, Katie. Just think of it as her way of
spoiling you one last time.”
    Katie sighed into the phone. “I really miss her.”
    “I know you do. So do I.”
    Katie sniffed back the tears she felt coming and forced
herself to focus on how wonderful her room was. “All right, I better go. I need
to see if I can get some sleep so I can adjust to this time zone. And I
don’t want to run up a huge phone bill.”
    “Okay. I’m glad you made it safely.” Jenny yawned, making
Katie regret waking her up so early.
    “I’ll let you know what I’m doing throughout the week.”
    “Okay, sis. You have fun over there. And keep an eye out for
available, hunky Irishmen.”
    Katie rolled her eyes. “Yeah, okay. I’ll be sure I do that.”
    “Send me pictures when you do,” Jenny said with another
yawn.
    “Uh huh. Sorry to wake you. I’ll talk to you later.”
    Katie clicked off her cell phone and dropped it into her
jeans pocket. She unpacked about half of her clothes as she dug around looking
for clean underwear and a t-shirt to sleep in. Her body was tired but she
wasn’t sleepy and the lure of the oversized bathtub was more than she could
resist.
    She turned on the water, found a temperature she was happy
with then added some of the bath salts that were sitting on the ledge over the
tub. The smell of fresh lavender floated up with the steam rising from the
water.
    If that didn’t help her relax, nothing would.
    She dropped her dirty clothes onto the floor then kicked
them into the corner, out of the way. She made a mental note to find her
laundry bag later. Just before stepping into the decadent-smelling water and
steam, she remembered to grab an extra towel off the rack at the end of the
counter.
    When she sank into the steamy bath she sighed with pleasure.
    Now this she could get used to very quickly.
    Katie allowed her thoughts to drift and float where they
wanted. Some of them were based in reality, like what she would need to do
about finding a roommate when she returned home. The others were nowhere near
being real. Her mind strayed to the idea that a hunky Irishman showed up in her
room and offered to rub away all her aches and pains. He, of course, would know
exactly where to touch her and would want nothing more than to spend all day
and night pleasuring her.
    Then, after making love to her multiple times, he would
declare his undying devotion to her.
    She snorted to herself. Yeah right. And maybe monkeys
will fly out of my butt too.
    It was a lovely thought however. Especially the part where
she had three orgasms before leaving the bathroom. Twice in the tub and once
while bent over the vanity counter. Her fantasy man was extremely talented.
    Katie sighed as she stepped out of the tub. It was too bad
no such man existed outside of Jenny’s beloved romance novels.
    As she dried off she thought about her last few boyfriends.
None of them had created that special spark she felt should have been there. As
much as she cared for her last boyfriend Alan, she was glad now that he had
panicked and broken up with her right before their college graduation. It hurt
at the time but, looking back, it had been the right thing.
    She hadn’t told Alan about her “gift”. That alone should
have been a big indicator the relationship wasn’t going to work. If she didn’t
feel comfortable enough confiding that information, something had definitely
been missing.
    After rubbing some lotion on, she slipped into a clean pair
of boyshorts and pulled a t-shirt over her head. With her hair wrapped in a
towel, she padded out to