"Yes it will be," Anya said. A thought entered her every working mind and she made a mental note to send an email to Bridget after dinner.

Anya was the one who loved the tropics, but this was about apologizing and spoiling her wife. The cabin in the middle of nowhere Russia was more Sarah's speed. It would take less than a minute to email her assistant to have the woman make the arrangements and have someone ready the place for visitors.

"Goodness knows we could both use a few days of peace and quiet."