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After a thirteen hour plane ride ( Thirteen hours because no way in hell was Jody going to allow Dean pay for the three hour – three times as much – ticket; and he absolutely insisted on paying for everything regardless of her detestments) Jody finally stepped out of the ridiculously packed Miami airport and felt the warm sun beat down on her face.
“This is much better than that iceland hell hole.” Alex sighed, smiling up at the sky.
“There they are!” Dean’s voice rang out over the buzz of people as he made his way to be the first to get his arms around the women. “Now all my ladies are here. It’s time to really get this party started.”
“Oh kay there, Dean-O, careful with the squeezing, I might spring a leak.” Donna wiggled from Dean’s grip and began frantically bouncing. “Where on earth is the ladies room.”
“Why didn’t you just go on the plane?” Claire asked.
“Oofta! Have you seen the box they call a bathroom on planes? No thank you!”
Everyone laughed as Donna scurried to the behemoth of a vehicle (a 15 passenger van) Dean chose to chauffeur the large group. “Anyways–” Jody said. “Now that we are here, Donna, Alex, and I were talking about pitching it with some of the cost–”
“Jody. We talked about this!” Dean interrupted. “We have it covered. Besides, you ladies are on vacation. You don’t need to be worrying your pretty little heads about anything but relaxing.”
Jody rolled her eyes. “We’re also here for your wedding, you know. We would like to do something for you.”
“Buy me a pie.” Dean said, smirking at Jody’s annoyed expression.
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Jody tied the robe’s belt tightly around her body. She didn’t think she needed this but Dean had insisted they have a spa day, and since he wasn’t going to allow her to foot any of the bill for anything it seemed, she might as well humor him on his relaxation requests.
The mani-pedis were not bad. Sean was probably the last person to give her a decent foot massage, and that had been so long ago, she had forgotten how amazing they felt. She didn’t think she would be particularly fond of the prissy nail art that Alex talked her into getting to match her, Kaia and Patience, but once it was on her nails, it didn’t look half bad.
Beside her Donna had fallen asleep and it seemed like Eileen was nearly gone as well. Claire couldn’t stop giggling, because her feet were ticklish. Jody smiled at all her girls, and leaned her head back against the plush headrest and closed her eyes.
Next was facials, and then full body massages. Jody wondered how Dean managed to pull this off with his phony cards, but decided not to dwell on it too much as the handsome masseuse worked kinks from her muscles she didn’t realize she had.