Nikki arrived at the pool and spa at the hotel, towel draped over her shoulder. She heard some girlish giggles from the spa and frowned a little to herself.
"Great," she thought. "Some silly little twats in the spa when the only one I want to share it with is Ike."
Then she stopped short, her eyes narrowed. There wasn't just three pretty girls in that spa. Isaac was in there with them. Nikki clenched her jaw and walked over.
"Hi Ike," she saiod with false sweetness.
"Hey, Nikki," Isaac said, his face lighting up as he moved to get out.
"Aww," said one of the girls, putting a hand on his shoulder. "Don't go."
"Oh, don't get out on my account," Nikki said cyincally.
"You heard the lady," said another one of the girls, slapping Isaac's butt affectionally.
Isaac coughed, a little embarrassed and lifted one leg out of the spa.
"No, really," Nikki went on. "I wouldn't want to spoil this little party of yours. I didn't realise little blonde sluts were your type."
"Hey!"
"Bitch!"
"You rang?"
"Nikki!"
"Enjoy the rest of your life," Nikki spat, turned on her ankle and stormed off.
"Nikki!" Isaac called.
He started to chase after her, but there is a reason why they put "no running" signs next to pools... Isaac slipped and promptly fell in. If Nikki realised, she didn't care, simply made her way back to her room while the three girls endeavoured to cheer Isaac up.