"You're right," he answered, admiring her practicality. The thought of finally finding out what went on inside that gorgeous red head returned his enthusiasm with a rush. "The hotel, what a hotel! It's got everything: beachfront, sauna baths, heated pools, game tables. You name it, they've got it. It's literally a miniature city by itself."
"Do we have a suite?" Gloria asked, smiling dreamily, a vision of the luxurious palace of pleasure unfolding in her mind. The paradise "filled with movie stars, limousines, jewels, flowing gowns and tuxedoed.men.
"Suite?" he scoffed. "Suites are for the peasants, my dear. We have a villa! Our own villa with a view of the sea." The doctor's eyes flashed triumphantly.
Gloria looked dismayed. A villa? They'd be alone. She wanted the excitement of the ho
