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said.
     
    “Look, I have to go pick my client up; she should be finished with
her interview by now.”
     
    “Is there anything we can do man?” Cedric asked.
     
    “Nah, thanks for asking. I’ll catch y’all later,” Redmond said as
he made his way back to his van.
    J-Ron followed him to his vehicle, apologizing again and telling
Redmond to call him if he needed anything.
     
    Redmond drove in a daze. He didn’t even remember making it to the
gas station. He wanted to fill up before he picked Janey up and headed back to
the hotel.
     
    Looking in his wallet for his gas card, Redmond didn’t see the
customer exiting the little country store with the gas pumps out front. He
bumped headlong into her.
     
    “Excus . . .”
     
    Before he could finish the word, he looked down into the face of
his long-lost wife.
     
    “Redmond,” was all Layla said.
     
    Hearing the sound of her voice brought back all the feelings he
once had for her. One of the things he’d loved the most about her was her husky
voice, especially when they made love.
     
    This enraged him.
     
    “Hello wife,” Redmond said, tightly emphasizing the last word.
     
    “Redmond I, …” Layla began.
     
    “Redmond you nothing,” he responded and turned around and walked
away. He knew that if he didn’t get her out of his sight at that very second,
he wouldn’t be able to control himself.
     
    Redmond got in his van and sped to the old fisherman’s cottage,
where he had the encounter with Janey.
     
    It has been a silent drive out of Hill Country to the hotel.
     
    Janey instinctively knew that she wasn’t going to get any
information out of him. This was fine with her because while part of her wanted
to know what had happened between Redmond and his long-lost wife, the other
part didn’t.
     
    It was at this moment that Janey realized she was in love .
. . with another woman’s husband.
     
    The tension was so thick in the room when they got back that Janey
told Redmond she was going to check to see if the hotel had an extra room that
had become available.
     
    At this, Redmond grabbed her and cupped her face between his two
large palms. Searching it for any sign of resistance, he lowered his head to
kiss her. The unrestrained need in his kiss touched something deep inside her.
     
    Redmond needed her at that moment like he needed oxygen to
breathe.
     
    Kissing her and holding her tightly to him, he picked her up and
carried her to the nearest bed. Not saying a word, he proceeded to make love to
her.
     
    Burying his head between her breasts, he rested there for a second
before claiming one nipple, then the other one. What started as gentle caresses
became increasingly demanding physical pleas.
     
    Janey gave as good as she got. So afraid of losing him just when
she found him, she tried to show him with her body what she dared not put into
words.
     
    Fiercely whispering her name upon his release, Redmond collapsed
on top of her.
     
    “I’m sorry Janey,” he whispered into her right ear as she lay
under him, “I shouldn’t have taken you like that. Did I hurt you?”
     
    “No, I’m fine,” Janey assured him as he rolled off her.
     
    Turning to him, she said, “Look Redmond, I know I may not be the
ideal person to discuss this with, but if you want to talk, I’ve been told I’m
a really good listener.”
     
    “I already pegged that about you,” he responded.
     
    At that moment, both turned at the unexpected knock on the door.
     
    Wondering who it could be, Redmond went to the door while Janey
scrambled to find a robe to wrap around her.
     
    Still lost in a torment of thoughts, Redmond hadn’t bothered to
ask who it was.
     
    “What the hell are you doing here … and how did you find me?”
Janey heard him say seconds after opening the door.
     
    “I grew up on this island just like you Redmond, so you know it’s
all too easy to find someone when you really want to,” a female voice
responded.
     
    Tying the belt of