It was beautiful on the coast and his second house was just as pretty as the first. Something was off rather quickly and there were several men that came over, needing to see Craig. I was not introduced to them, and he told me that he would be back in a few minutes, once someone whispered something in his ear.

They all went off in a room together and spoke quietly. I could only imagine what they were talking about. Maybe Craig was right, this was normal here, but it didn't seem that way to me. It seemed like he was hiding something, and I wanted to get to the bottom of it.

When he came back out, he looked a little distressed and I asked him what was wrong.

“Well, I need to go for a little bit. People have been trying to call me and I've been stuck out here without any phone service. That's why they're here”

“So, they came all the way out here just to get you to come back?”

Craig said it was so and I wasn't sure what to think. It was becoming very clear to me that things were a lot different here, but it wasn't just that. There was something else that was in nagging at me that I wasn't sure about.

I wanted to know more, so I pressed him a little bit on some details. None were forthcoming. He had every intention of leaving me here by myself, with only a few staff available.

I was assured that they would get me anything that I needed, and I didn't doubt it, but I wasn't here for fancy dining and a nice view of the ocean. I was here for Craig, but it seemed like Craig always had something else to do. When I asked him where he was going, he didn't really answer me. He just pushed it out of my mind and told me not to worry about it. As soon as he told me to essentially drop it though, it just made me want to know more.

I watched him go and I was filled with several different emotions at once. I felt like he was lying to me about something.

There wasn't much to do at the house, much like the other one. It was beautiful, had nice furnishings and the best views, but there wasn't a lot of personal things there. It almost felt like he didn't actually live here.

I was served dinner at this beautifully decorated table, but I was there by myself. Even though he told me that he would try to be back soon, Craig was nowhere in sight. Again, I went to sleep on a bed that I was unfamiliar with and I was alone.

I was starting to rethink everything and questioning again why I was here. The man that I thought was so perfect for me, had a lot of secrets and until I knew what they were, there was no way that I could move forward with him. I felt like he wasn't being honest with me and I just wanted to know why.

I woke up with a start and it took me a minute to remember where I was and who was in front of me. Craig was standing over the bed and he apologized rather quickly about having to leave.

“I hate that I had to do this two nights in a row Carla. I hope you can forgive me.”

“How could I not Craig? You are a doctor and you take care of people. There is not much that I can say to that. I knew that before I came here.”

What I left out was the fact that I didn't really believe him anymore. I believed that he was a doctor, that was clear. But I was starting to question what kind of doctor he was.

Many people had come up to him, to that him, slip him money. When I started to think about it, I realized that it is a different sort of person that was thanking him. They wore flashy clothes like him, had nice shoes, and they had an air to them that I wasn't familiar with.

It was dark in the room and he talked about going and getting a shower again. That seemed to be something that he wanted to do he got back and again I asked if you wanted any company, and again he told me that he didn't.

I'd only been here a couple of days and the picture that I had of Craig in my head was changing very quickly. He was not the man I thought he was at all. So then the question was, what sort of man was he then?

“You look worried Jeanine, what is the matter?”

He was coming towards me in a towel and I couldn’t meet his gaze. I couldn't really think when he was that close to me, especially when he didn't have any clothes on. I didn't even have to look down, to know that he was hard, he was always hard. The man was always ready, and it would've been so easy to move into his arms and forget about everything. Most likely, that was what I should have done.

“I'm not worried Craig. I just thought that we would spend more time together. I didn't realize that they were going to call you out so much, that you were in such high demand here. “

I hadn't even seen a hospital around, and I was starting to think that he was one of the doctors that did house calls. I didn't get to see if he had any blood on his clothes, and when he started to come towards me, I sidestepped him and told him that I needed to use the bathroom.

I got in there and started to look around a little bit. I don't know what I was looking for, some clue or something to tell me what was going on, but there was nothing.

It was only when I moved the gold shower curtain out of the way, that I saw his pile of clothes. I picked them up and looked over them. I felt like a little bit of Nancy Drew at the moment, and I was looking for some red dots that I knew were going to be there. It didn't take long for me to find exactly what I was looking for, and while there was almost a relief that I had found it, telling myself that I wasn't crazy, there was also a side of me that didn't know what that meant.

Why was he coming home with blood on him? Again?

I heard a loud knock on the door and I jumped a little bit. I don't know why my nerves were suddenly as bad as they were the first day. I was starting to question everything, had been most in the day, and now it was even worse. Craig was keeping something from me, I was sure of it. But was it really my place to ask him about it? I mean, it wasn’t like we were married or something.

“Are you okay in there?”

“Yeah baby. I will be out in a minute. You can’t rush me and if you stand by the door, I will never be able to go. I think I had too much wine.”

I heard him chuckle on the other side. “Good enough Jeanine. I will leave you be. I just don’t know what is going on with you. You’ve been acting strange since I got back.”

I bit my tongue because I wanted to show him the shirt and ask him what was going on. I wanted to know, because it was going to bother me until I found out. And if I wanted to know something, I always found out.

Then again, I kept thinking that maybe I didn’t want to know. Nothing good was going to come from the truth. Not this time around anyways. I just had this feeling and I couldn’t shake it.

I got out of the bathroom and he was waiting on the bed for me. The towel was gone and before too long, so was my head. Craig had a way of driving me crazy and this was one of those times. All of the curiosity that I had was just going to have to wait. I had my mind on something else at the moment, something far different than late night emergencies and blood on his shirt. That was for another day.