Emily wrapped the flowered comforter around her like cocoon. She sank against the pillows, closed her eyes and sighed. The straw parasol shielded her from the blinding sunlight and she breathed in the heavy fragrance of the plumeria flowers. Waves lapped on the shore and the sea breeze gently tousled her hair.
Any minute now Akoni would arrive to apply sunscreen to her back. He wasn’t that swift and could barely speak English, but with a bod like that, who cared?
“Madam! You have to stop doing this!”
Emily opened her eyes to see the Ikea manager glaring at her.