Marina's POV
It was a riot to see the look on Beau’s face when I showed him the key card in between my fingers. Just as the door closed on him, I laughed. He really is a good man. Opening the room to our suite, I didn’t expect it to be so large. The room was just as big as our house. Two large families could stay in here comfortably without running into each other. The bellhop brought in our luggage as I explored the rooms. Each one was clean and fragrant. The master bedroom smelled faintly of something; I couldn’t put my finger on it. My brain worked overtime to place where I recognized the scent. Standing in the center of the room with my finger against my chin, my foot tapped slowly against the wooden floors.
Just as the memory came to me, I snapped my fingers. “That’s it!” I turne
