Spa Day

Jake's POV

I groaned inwardly as Mercy practically dragged me into the spa. “Come on, Jake, it’ll be fun,” she insisted.

" I don't understand.Why do I owe you any obedience,little sister? Are you handing over your inheritance?" Mercy giggled and frowned at the same time. " I didn't know you were such a sucker for money. No doubt you are my mother's son. " Her enthusiasm was unwavering despite my reluctance. " And here I am trying to give you something that no money can buy. "

After spending time at the art gallery, I thought we were done for the day, but no, my sister had other plans. “Mercy, this really isn’t my thing,” I protested, but she shot me a look that brokered no argument as we stood at the entrance.Resigned, I followed her inside, feeling out of place among the plush surroundings and soothing scents.

The receptionist greeted us warmly, and soon enough, I was handed a robe and slippers. “See you later,” Mercy said with a wink before disappearing into her own treatmen