Chapter 25By the time Amélie reached her suite in the Essex House Hotel, she was ready to go home.
The flight from London had been tolerable enough, but between delays reaching their gate, customs, and the traffic going into the heart of New York City, it had been an excessively long day. The suite itself was nice enough, with an impressive view out onto Central Park and Manhattan rising up in the distance, but all she really wanted to do was put away her things and try to sleep away her jet lag.
She let out a groan of relief as she stepped out of her pumps, quickly combined with the ecstasy of unhooking her bra and sliding it away without removing her top, throwing it onto the top of the dresser. Amélie felt an aching urge to let out her tail and ears as she did her best to relax, but t
