Amelia had never been one for guided museum tours, but her friend convinced her to join as a way to spice up their usual Saturday routine. As they trailed behind the group, Amelia couldn't help but feel underwhelmed by the exhibit.
As if he could read her mind, a voice whispered, "Don't worry. I'll show you something worth looking at." She turned to see who had spoken and found herself face to face with a tall, dark stranger. He was dressed in a crisp white shirt and slacks that hugged his toned body in all the right places.
Amelia felt a flutter in her stomach as he led her towards a dimly lit room tucked away in the back of the museum. The air was heavy with the scent of ancient artifacts, and the only sound came from their footsteps on the hardwood floors. She couldn't help but feel a sense of dread as they made their way deeper into the room.
Suddenly, the stranger grabbed her waist and whispered in her ear, "Do you trust me?" Amelia's heart was racing as she nodded her head yes. She didn't know what was about to happen, but she knew it was going to be the most thrilling ride of her life.