Chapter TenLUC INSISTED ON PARKING his Renault illegally in front of the hotel.
He opened Acacia’s door and helped her to her feet, guiding her toward the front door.
Acacia eyed the doorman before she whispered, “I’m supposed to use the service entrance.”
“You’re using the front door today.” Luc flashed his identification to the doorman, who scurried ahead to open the door.
When Luc and Acacia entered the lobby, a frowning reservation agent greeted them.
“Don’t bother changing into your uniform,” Céline said, ignoring Luc. “Monsieur Roy wants to see you immediately.”
“And you are?” Luc held his identification under her nose and began asking a series of pointed questions.
Acacia didn’t bother to restrain her smile as she turned away.
At that moment, Monsieur Breckman exited the ele
