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obvious?” Mike joked.
Somehow, she didn’t feel uncomfortable with Mike. They had dinner together in the garden where there was entertainment. The sun had only just began to set when they sat down at their table. The beautiful hues of bright orange and yellow reflected off the blue-green ocean creating a prismed effect.
As night fell, natives dressed in grass skirts with warrior paint on their faces and brown glistening bodies were the highlight of the evening as they performed what was called a fire lighting ceremony. Caroline’s mouth opened in awe and her eyes were glued to the performances the entire time.
She was grateful for the company of a friend, for that was what Mike felt like to her. When he suggested they take a walk on the beach, she was at first hesitant, but she decided she would not let what happened ruin her evening.
For the first few minutes, she felt weird, but gradually, she began to enjoy the sea breeze. She even allowed herself to walk to the water’s edge and wet her feet. The ocean didn’t seem so bad after all. Mike watched her as she ran back and forth trying to avoid the larger waves. His smile was infectious and she found herself laughing.
“Thank you,” she said to Mike with a smile as she ran from another wave and stopped beside him. “This is what I needed.”
“Then, maybe we should do it again tomorrow,” he suggested, taking her hand.
It felt warm, like when they shook hands before. It felt safe and comfortable. She let him walk with her hand in his and silently thanked her brother for sending Mike to cheer her up. He said goodnight at her door and she thanked him once more for making her evening special. She knew he wanted to kiss her, but she wasn’t ready for that.
“Let’s do the factory some other time,” he said to her.
“Why, is something wrong?” she asked, concerned. The plan was for her to visit the factory to do an assessment the following day.
“No, everything is fine. I just need to take care of a shipment and I’ll see you in the evening,” he reached a hand up and stroked her hair, much like the way her fiancé used to.
“Okay, goodnight,” she said quietly.
“Goodnight,” he replied in a low tone and walked away.
Chapter Five
Having all day to herself was going to be a bore. Caroline had to find things to do in order to stay sane. She tried reading but was too distracted. She kept thinking back to Mike and the fact that he liked her and wondered if perhaps, she was being too prudish with him. She felt only fondness for the guy; moreover, it’s only been a little over a month since her fiancé died. She could not possibly start dating someone else so soon.
“How could Jacob do this?” a new bout of annoyance surfaced for her brother.
She knew that Mike was a deliberate set up on his part under the pretext of a business deal. The deductions were clear. First, he told her that all she needed was a few days in Fiji, then the meeting was delayed, then he told her she would be there for three weeks. Now, all of a sudden, Mike shows up and takes her to dinner, and not only that, he sets another dinner date while postponing viewing his factory.
With a disgusted sigh, she picked up the phone and dialed her brother’s number. He picked up after three rings. “Hello?”
“Jacob, my loving, considerate brother,” she said in her sweetest voice.
“Goldie!” he exclaimed happily.
“Don’t Goldie me, you turd!”
“Ooo, you’re mad, why?”
Caroline gritted her teeth, “This…this so called business trip was all a set up, wasn’t it? How long have you been planning it? Is Mike a real business associate? Is that even his real name?”
“Calm down, Sis,” Jacob urged over the phone. “Yes, Mike is a real associate and we’re going to be partners, but he’s also a friend… a single friend.”
‘So, you just set me up with a guy I don’t know?”
“It’s not like that, Goldie, we thought…,” he said.
“We?