Sweet Saltwater Taffy, I hoped this was just the effects of jetlag. I wouldn’t know what to do with myself if I suddenly found respect for everyone I worked with.
Jetlag. That was all.
The guest rooms were even more lavish than the lobby. Rich golds and lush velvets everywhere. Even the four-poster king-size bed had gold velvet drapes and gold quilted jacquard bedding. The gilding on the light fixtures alone must have cost more than my entire apartment.
Our baggage managed to beat us and my suitcase stood empty in the antique armoire, the contents neatly folded into drawers and hung on smooth wooden hangers.
Never underestimate the value of five diamond service.
“Ready to see the sights, sugarcakes?”
Elliot came up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist and hugging me to his ch
