They weren’t involved and she didn’t think it would be possible that they ever would be. But still it was bothering her. Never in her wildest imagination had she even considered the fact that Randle would be seeing other women. Randle too was overly quiet. She figured he was afraid to speak because she would bring up Misty again and he didn’t want to discuss it with her. Finally they made there way up the driveway and into the house. The short drive home now felt like an all day trip. “Dinner is ready when you two are,” Betsy was waiting to announce as she met them at the front door now. “I’ll be right there. I just need to wash up,” Randle informed her as he immediately began to ascend the stairs. Lia watched as he made his way up to his bedroom. Clearly he was disturbed and she had decided to leave the subject alone for fear of angering him further. Instead she made her way to the dining room and waited patiently for him to join her. Thirty minutes had passed before he finally appeared again. Lia knew he must’ve been on the phone with someone. Tending to some deep dark business again she was sure. “It’s about time,” she teased trying to ease up the tension between them. But for some reason she was finding it hard to face him now. She somehow felt betrayed, almost cheated on but knew this truly wasn’t the case. She and Randle were not romantically involved. “I’m a busy man,” he stated with an overly serious look. Betsy began placing the food before them and they ate silently for the most part. Finally Randle rose and excused himself from the table. Lia got up to follow him. “Randle, do you feel like taking me out tonight? To a movie maybe or just a drive?” she then offered as if trying to make peace between them. “Not tonight Princess,” he replied as he walked on not even turning to face her. He was purposely trying to ignore her now she knew. Then he went on. “But if you wanna go take Marc with you.” “Marc?” she asked. “Don’t you mean Jeffery?” Finally he stopped and swiftly turned to face her. “Jeffery is no longer here. Marc will be accompanying you from now on.” Lia froze with confusion and fear at the same time. Her slender body began to tremble. She could tell that Randle was getting jealous of Jeffery’s behavior lately and now she feared for his fate. “Why? Where’s Jeffery?” she was nearly afraid to ask but just had too. “He’s been re-assigned. Don’t worry Marc is perfectly capable of taking care of you.” “Randle please tell me Jeffery is okay?” She didn’t know how else to word it. Randle knew what she implying and it only angered him further. “Princess please don’t even go there,” he stated with his hands out flat as if to say stop. He was becoming angrier she could tell. His face began to redden. “I don’t know what to think about you anymore Randle,” she let out bravely. “You kill people, you sleep around with other women and now Jeffery’s gone?” Rage really took over Randle’s face now as he neared closer and grabbed her arms tightly and he slightly shook her as he spoke. “Don’t you ever talk to me like that Princess. I’ve taken good care of you most of your life and I don’t deserve that!” he demanded. Lia grew frightened. He had never been so forceful with her before shaking her the way he just did. “Well it’s true isn’t it?” she then dared to go on. “Did you really expect me to just sit around patiently waiting forever for you to come to your senses? Of course there’s been other’s but it’s you I love Princess!” he finally admitted. “I’m a man and I’m only human.” Lia’s eyes widened at the confession. She wasn’t sure what to think now but broke free of his grip and ran upstairs to her bedroom without another word spoken from either of them. Randle didn’t follow her.