Susan knew there was nothing glamorous about attending to the passengers' every need on a long flight to South America. But once there it was a different story; the sand really was golden and the sea the brightest blue. If only Susan had the companionship of an adoring soulmate she knew her idyll would be complete. Handsome First Officer Alan Heathley seemed to like her and certainly made her laugh. But Captain John Jefferson, silent and distant, seemed to be intruding on Susan's vision of paradise with alarming frequency . . .