Roberto appeared to be happy in the excellent hands of loving CeeCee, so it was easy for her to slip away in the morning and wander around the picturesque streets. She left Dimitri a note saying she had gone on a sightseeing tour. Why should she suffer on the boat when she could be out on her own, free to sort out her feelings. Being alone had never bothered Lucky. It was the story of her life. But now she had Roberto, which was the main reason she hadn’t taken a plane back to New York and the nearest lawyer. She wanted a divorce. But she didn’t want to lose the opportunity to build her hotel, and she had to make quite sure that everything was locked up before she made a move. After wandering through the many boutiques and small shops, she took a cab to Tahiti Beach, which she had heard was the place to go. She was wearing an oversize T-shirt with a small scarlet bikini underneath and thong-toed sandals on her feet. Her jet hair hung down her back in a thick plait, and dark shades covered her eyes.
