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“Yes.”
“Excellent.” Sea-green eyes discreetly looked her up and down, flashing with approval. “Name?”
“O’Connell. Kayla O’Connell.”
He tapped his fingers on the sleek tablet before him. “Ah, yes. Miss O’Connell. We have you in the Aphrodite suite. If you would place your hand here, please.” He held out what looked like a slim plate made of black glass. Kayla placed her hand upon it, and seconds later, he said, “You now have full access to all guest amenities.”
“That’s it?”
“That’s it. Keys and cards are unnecessary. Feel free to explore everything Sate has to offer. Simply press your hand to the access tablets mounted at the entrance to each private area and you’re in.”
“That’s amazing!”
He grinned. “We aim to please. Nikolai will take you to your suite. If there is anything we can do to make your stay more enjoyable, please don’t hesitate to ask.” His voice had dipped slightly lower when he said “anything,” sending potential thoughts of exactly what she might ask for flitting through her mind.
Since that was no doubt his purpose, she met his flirty smile with one of her own. “I will, thank you.”
The buff and sexy blond guy who had taken her luggage smiled and led her farther into the resort, stopping before a circular hub ringed by three gold-accented glass elevators. The atrium stretched up through the center of all twenty-seven stories, with terraced gardens spilling vivid tropical flowers and lush foliage in a stunning cascade of color.
The Aphrodite suite was on the nineteenth floor, and was every bit as impressive as the lobby and atrium. The decor was a sea of white and aqua with crystal and gold accents, from the plush area rugs to the supple leather furniture. To the left, a series of archways and wide steps led to a raised bedroom. If that wasn’t enough, beyond the bedroom lay a spacious bathroom, complete with a sunken Jacuzzi and a six-head shower stall. The entire outer wall, spanning the bathroom, bedroom, and sitting areas, was made of glass panels and led out onto a wide, open-air balcony with a breathtaking view of the sea.
Kayla felt as if she had died and gone to Heaven. Either someone made a mistake, or Annette had just put herself in the running for Most Awesome Boss Ever.
“Are you sure this is my suite?” she asked.
“Quite sure.”
Assuring Nikolai that she required nothing further at the moment, she slipped him a generous tip—she could afford it since someone else was footing the bill for everything else—then stepped out onto the balcony. Directly below, a swim-up bar sat in the center of a large pool. Farther out, a pristine white beach led into the clear waters of the Caribbean.
Yeah, she thought as she filled her lungs with scents of sunshine and sea, she could definitely get used to this.
Chapter Nine
Her first day in paradisewas nearly perfect. Kayla slathered herself with sunscreen and spent the afternoon sunbathing at the pool. Between people watching and cat napping, she cooled off with frequent dips in the crystal-clear water and trips to the swim-up bar. Afterward, Kayla showered and slipped into one of her new purchases—a silky, flowing sheath that clung in all the right places.
“Not too bad for an old broad,” she murmured, examining herself from all angles in the mirror.
