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tangerine-colored
flip flops, grabbed her room key and scurried for the elevator because she had
a feeling that he meant every word he said and she was not the type to do
‘scenes.’
     
    Reaching
the lobby, Redmond was pacing, but with the control of a caged panther.
     
    Motioning
for him to follow her into the hotel bar, she found a secluded table in one
corner and promptly sat down.
     
    Waiting
until she was seated, Redmond followed suit.
     
    “Now,
will you tell me why you’re trying to blow me off, as you’re obviously not
‘indisposed?’ We had plans and I deserve an explanation if you want to cancel
them, don’t you think?”
     
    Janey
hadn’t come up with an explanation because she truly thought that once she
‘blew him off’ as he put it, that would be the end of it. She’d learned a long
time ago that the male ego was very fragile and she just never thought it’d get
this far.
     
    “I’m
here to work Redmond and I only have about a week and a half left. After giving
it some thought and looking at the mounds of work I have to tackle, I decided
to just stay focused on that while I’m here.”
     
    “You’re
lying,” was all he said.
     
    “Something
happened between last night and today to make you change your mind about going
out with me and it has nothing to do with work.”
     
    “Now
that you’ve gotten lie number one out of the way, would you care to search that
overly active mind of yours for lie number two?”
     
    Not
giving her a chance to respond, he continued, “I can actually see the wheels
turning, so why don’t you just take the bull by the horns, as you Americans
say, and tell me the truth. Then we can deal with the real issue – whatever it
is.”
     
    Again,
his directness was so much like her father’s that she was floored.
     
    Janey
hated lies and admired honesty above any other quality in a human being. And
she disliked the fact that she’d lied to him; although it was only a partial
lie. She did have a lot of work to do over the next week and a half.
     
    “Alright
Redmond, if the truth is what you want, the truth is what you’ll get.”
     
    “I
was having a late breakfast, early brunch – or whatever you all call it here –
at Selene’s right down the street about an hour after I got off the
phone with you this morning. And as I’m sipping on my coffee gazing out the
window, guess who I see with a woman all squished up next to him across the
street?”
     
    Redmond
continued to stare directly at her, not saying a word.
     
    “You.
Yes, you. And don’t try to deny it. I …”
     
    Cutting
her off, he stated matter of factly, “It was me; I don’t deny it.”
     
     
“Then ….?” Janey stated, her voice trailing off.
     
    “Go
on, please finish Janey.”
     
    “I
have nothing else to say …”
     
    “THAT
woman is not just a friend,” she rushed on, in spite of herself.
     
    “It’s
obviously more than that and I know very well how famous certain islands in the
Caribbean are for men having a ‘main woman’ and several others on the side,
especially foreigners. That’s not my scene, so when …”
     
    Interjecting
again, Redmond said, “So from a simple conversation with a female – in plain
daylight on a public street in the center of town – you assume that I have a
woman and must be some type of gigolo looking to play you?”
     
    “The
way she touched you said ‘this is my man,’” Janey countered.
     
    “I’ve
had enough drama in my life on the man front to last a lifetime. I’d rather be
by myself that get caught up in a drama-filled relationship.”
     
    “So
I’m relationship material, huh?” Redmond said, trying to inject some humor into
the situation.
     
    “You
are most definitely are NOT relationship material for me Redmond Hillyard,” she
countered sternly.
     
    Softening
her tone, she said, “Look, there’s an obvious attraction between us. I can be
honest and admit that. But I’m an all-or-nothing kind of