They were heading for the North Hot Spring in the suburbs. There were endless visitors every day. Making a block booking here would be costly, Eric was very generous.
Tracey was focusing on winning the order, she would not know that the hot spring party was actually Carl’s trap.
When they arrived at the hot spring, Eric and Bella had already been there. "Hey, Tracey, you seem not in high spirits today." Eric could also tell Tracey’s condition at a glance.
"I just have a cold. It's okay." Tracey said, her lips were a little dry.
The wind blew her hair, Carl put the hair behind her ear. He had been trying to do this every time he came to Tracey’s office.
Tracey was always seriously working. Sometimes there was a strand of hair falling down, which added a trace of charm to her.
Although it was just a small strand of hair, it touched Carl’s heart.
Recently, only Adam had done this kind of intimate action to her, now Carl was doing to her made Tracey feel strange.
She unconsciously stepped back and made the distance between her and Carl broader. Even if she felt lost all the time, she was staying alert.
Carl withdrew his hands and had nowhere to put it, the atmosphere soon became awkward. Bella's eyes filled with sadness.
"The wind is a little strong today. Let's go in. I've got someone to prepare for it. We can have a talk after bathing in the hot spring." Eric quickly said something to ease the embarrassment.
They walked into the Japanese-style courtyard. This is a peaceful and decent place with a bluestone path and rockery around. Water flew in the bamboo grove, making a very pleasant sound.
The bamboo grove is large. It was already autumn, other trees are withering, only the bamboos were still green.
A gust of wind blew, and there was a comfortable rustling sound came to everyone’s ears.
North Hot Spring was specially designed in Japanese style, everywhere was full of unique Japanese decoration.
The staff was all wearing beautiful kimono. "Please come in. The women's locker room is here." A waiter, wearing a wooden sack, led Tracey and Bella to the women's fitting room.
Tracey had never got along to Bella privately, she did not know if it was her imagination, Bella always looked at her with a strange eye.
Tracey felt Bella kept looking up and down on her, as if she was going to measure the size of Tracey's body part with her eyes.
"Anything wrong with me?" Tracey couldn't help asking.
"No." Bella's voice was cold, and there was still a hint of resentment in her eyes.
Tracey thought that she was jealous, however, she did not get along with Eric privately either. She would not be so stingy, right?
Especially when Tracey was taking off her clothes, Bella straightly looked at her chest without disguise.
Tracey's figure was very good among oriental people. She was tall and curvy. No wonder Adam was so fascinated.
Bella did not expect that her body was so beautiful. Just the back of Tracey was attractive enough. No wonder Carl coveted it day and night.
Tracey put on a bath towel, rolled up his hair, and wore a kimono outside. She was very suitable for kimono, and there was a kind of classical beauty on her in such a simple dressing.
Bella was a mixed-blood, and she had a different feeling when she put on the kimono. Tracey thought that the hot spring pool was in gender difference.
And she thought the hot spring would help her sweat to heal the cold, so she agreed to come. While under the guidance of the staff, she knew it was an all-gender pool.
Although she had stayed in the United States for a few years and got used to seeing the girls wearing bikinis on the beach and people taking the sunbathing naked, she was still awkward to be with those people in the hot spring pool together.
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