Finding Justus

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But you know you want more than dancing from Miguel.”
    Justus said nothing and sighed in response.
     
     
     
    CHAPTER FOUR
     
    “I’m stuffed and ready to work off all of this food, Jus.” They had just eaten a large breakfast of waffles, sausages, bacon, eggs and biscuits and were preparing themselves for their dance lesson.
    “We’ve still got forty-five minutes to kill; maybe we shouldn’t have gotten dressed in our dance clothes, because now we have nothing to do,” Justus said.
    “Not true! We could go out on one of the decks and work on our tans.”
    “Okay, that’s something we haven’t really gotten to do a lot of yet. I plan on going home with a good tan, too.”
    “Well, come on, because you know I need all the help I can get, all I usually do is freckle.”
    The two of them headed toward the pool.
    “Okay,” Justus said looking at her watch, “We have about twenty minutes for each side.” Justus grabbed her rubber band out of her shorts pocket and pulled her hair up quickly.
    “I’m working on my back first, Krys.”
    “It doesn’t matter what side I start out with, I always get the same result. Freckles. Don’t let me fall asleep again, talk to me about something.”
    Justus got the feeling she was hinting around that she wanted her to talk about Miguel. She really wanted to steer clear of the subject, since she knew once they saw him at dance class he would be Krystal’s sole topic for the rest of the day.
    “Okay, let’s talk about you and Michelle’s brother. Did she happen to mention if he’s single?”
    “No, she’s never mentioned that. I can hope, I guess.”
    “Well, how do you know he’s a lawyer, have you even talked to him?”
    “Yeah, he’s been in the gym a couple of times with Michelle. And let me tell you, he’s got arms to die for.”
    “What’s his name?”
    “Anthony.”
    “And how old is he?”
    “I’m not sure. 
    I don’t think he’s much older than us. You sure are inquisitive. And you say I ask a lot of questions,” she muttered.
    “Now you know how I feel when you get on a Miguel kick. See? Annoying isn’t it?”
    Krystal only gave her a look of contempt in response.
    “We’ve got about five minutes left,” Justus said as she sat down her watch.
    “Hey, look!”
    Justus raised her head in the direction that Krystal was pointing, and saw what she was making a fuss about. The ship was nearing an island, and the view was awe-inspiring. The water that led up to the island was a mix of blues and greens. It appeared to be emerald in one spot, turquoise in another location, and a deep navy blue in some places. She was mesmerized by the way the sun danced upon the water.
    Justus snapped out of her reverie when the booming captain’s voice came over the speakers on the lid o deck, and announced how long it would be before they were on the island. She looked at her watch once again. There was still time for their dance lesson.
    ”Are you ready to dance, or should I say sal sa?” Justus started putting on her clothes. Krystal got up as well, and started doing the same. The deck was beginning to get crowded, as people rushed to see the island and beautiful water. Justus hoped there wouldn’t be as many people in this morning’s dance class as there had been at their previous class.
    When they walked through the doors of the lounge where their class was being held, Justus frowned at the appearance of Tammy. Justus gave her the once-over, and tried to be objective, rather than catty. Dressed in all white, Tammy looked anything but innocent.
    She had another one of her tiny top and micro short combinations on, and her long blonde hair was pulled into two braided pig-tails. Justus thought if Tammy was trying to look like a teenage girl, she was failing miserably. Also, Justus noticed there were no men in the class today. She figured when the men had seen the instructor was a good-looking man, they had decided this class wasn’t for

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