Getting back to the hotel was an utter nightmare. I was suffocating in the heat, and being unsure of which way to go had me taking a couple of wrong turns, so I ended up walking a kilometre or two extra.
As I wandered around, sweat poured out of my skin. Without any hairs for it to get caught in, droplets slid down my abdomen and back. The waistband on my sweatpants turned dark grey, my skin itched, and I feared that my underwear resembled a bloody piñata explosion. I could see my tingling skin becoming redder than it already was.
Why had Santino wanted this for me? My stomach was in knots. I wanted nothing more than to take Santino in my arms, kiss the ever-living s**t out of him, fall to my knees and propose, but I was…humiliated? Why did he want me hairless and sparkly? Why couldn’t h
