FINALLY — The Bahamas.
The chauffeur carefully lowered her suitcase in front of the tall double doors of the pent room, straightened his jacket, and doffed his hat respectfully.
“Welcome, ma’am. I hope your stay exceeds expectations.”
Amelia gave him a graceful nod, her lips curving into a soft smile.
“Thank you.”
He matched off down the plush-carpeted hallway, polished shoes barely making a sound, leaving her alone in the quiet luxury of the private floor.
For a brief second, she simply stood there.
Then she reached for the handle and pushed the doors open.
The breath left her lungs.
“Wow,” she was forced to exclaim.
The space was massive, not just big, but sprawling. The living area stretched out in warm creams and golds, the floor gleaming marble that reflected the soft reces
