Chapter 7


Lady Jaye did not want to be waiting around when Flint arrived. Although she knew Shana meant well, she was not ready to face him after what happened last time. She knew she would at one point or another, but he didn't have to think she was waiting for him!

She had talked Courtney into spending some time on the beach and encouraged two of the guards to join them. After all, they were to stay close, right? She and Courtney enjoyed the light flirtations of the men and had the music blaring on their own private beach party.

Jaye glanced down at her phone as it rang. It was Greta, letting her know that Shana had returned. Unable to repress a sigh, she told Courtney and the guards to start packing it up. Courtney glanced at Jaye's long face.

"What exactly did happen between you two? I thought it was always a true love thing," she said softly, trying not to hurt Jaye's feelings.

Jaye straightened up and looked at her friend. "I really don't want to talk about it, but….thanks, Courtney," she said, giving her friend a hug. "You head on up. I'll be there in a bit. I want to get one last swim in before."

She dove into the water before Courtney could say anything more. How could she explain how she had been used that last time? She felt so foolish. If Flint had still loved her, he wouldn't have waited two years to approach her. Apparently, he was a better actor than he used to be. Even she had been fooled.

Knowing she'd have to face him sooner or later, she came out of the water and toweled herself dry, the dread lying low in her stomach. She took a few deep breaths to force it away, and, grabbing her cover up, made her way to the house. She bypassed the main living area and went into her room using a private entrance. She changed into sweats and a t-shirt. No way would she let him think that she was dressing up for him. Then again, wasn't she deliberately dressing down? She made a face in the mirror. God, get yourself together, Alison! You're a CEO of a major company and have even been on the cover of several magazines! Why are you letting one guy bother you this much? She sighed, knowing the answer to that and decided to just go in and face the music.