Cameron squeezed Ros’s arm. ‘You can relax. Everyone is here and on board. Your dad looks happy and healthy. It’s all good.’
‘Thanks, Cameron.’ He had a way of putting her at ease.
‘Before I forget,’ he said. ‘Two messages on the answer machine. One from Great-Aunt Ursula. Saying again that she’s sorry she couldn’t make it but she’s off to the Shetland Isles tomorrow so the logistics were too tricky. And either a scam or a wrong number because it was some guy after information to confirm you have a passport so they can secure flights to Dubai. I mean, do people really fall for tricksters like... that...?’ Cameron trailed off; she suspected it was her own guilty expression that had made him freeze the way he had. ‘He was a fraudster, right?’
‘Err.’ Ros was starting to think that she’d not thought this through. A cheer went up as the boat pulled away from the dock and the photographer snapped away. ‘He’s not a fraudster.’
Cameron’s expression changed. ‘Was he a travel agent? Are you off on holiday?’
‘Err.’ Ros was struggling to come up with a suitable response.
‘Ros, what’s going on?’
‘I’ve been offered a job that is international, starting in Dubai, and the flight is one way.’
The shock on Cameron’s face was clear. ‘What the hell?’
‘It would be a new start.’
‘Am I meant to say congratulations? Hang on, does everyone else know? Is it just me who’s been kept in the dark?’ He appeared to be getting agitated.
‘I’ve not told anyone.’ She was still waiting to see a contract before she made a final decision.
‘How was this going to work? You were just going to pack your stuff and leave and not say anything?’ His voice was rising.
‘No.’ She’d not actually thought about it in any detail. ‘I was offered the job unexpectedly.’
‘Unexpectedly. You didn’t have an interview?’ People were beginning to stop their conversations and tune in to the argument.
Ros thought back to the nice chat over lunch. ‘It was quite informal.’
‘So youdidhave an interview but you didn’t say anything. You kept it a secret.’ Cameron pushed his hand through his thick hair, unsettling it. ‘Jeez, have you been planning this for ages? I thought we...’ There was a look from him that she wished she could interpret. ‘But then, it’s nothing to you is it? All this. You and me.’ He pointed between the two of them.
‘Cameron. Am I missing something? Because I understand you have plans to get engaged.’ There was a whoop of joy nearby. ‘Not to me,’ she clarified for whoever had got excited and also for the photographer who was zooming in for a close-up. She realised everyone was now silent and all eyes were on them. This was very bad indeed.
‘What’s going on?’ Darla marched up.
‘Ros is going to Dubai indefinitely,’ said Cameron.
‘It’s not indefinitely; it’s undecided until I’ve assessed the level of work involved there before I’ll likely move on...’ she was now acutely aware of the attention ‘...to um, Saudi Arabia.’
‘Arabia?!’ Darla was almost shouting. ‘I don’t even know where that is. You promised me you’d help me to get my business off the ground. You said you’d be my business adviser. What the hell, Ros?’
‘I’m sorry. I was going to speak to both of you.’ She looked at the assembled faces. Including her father and mother whose attention was also firmly fixed on her. ‘All of you,’ she corrected.
‘I guess you leaving neatly draws this relationship to a close then,’ said Cameron. ‘No discussion. No working things out so it’s best for everyone. You went for the unilateral decision and as usual went for what suits Ros and sod everyone else.’ His jaw was tense. She’d not seen him this cross before.
‘I didn’t know what the best thing to do was,’ she said, aware that her voice was little more than a whisper.
A hearing aid nearby whistled. ‘Can you speak up?’ someone called.
‘You think this is for the best? Running away to Dubai without a word. No discussion. Not even a Post-it Note on the counter. Bloody hell, Ros. I guess that makes this easy then. We’re done!’
Someone gasped as Cameron awkwardly tried to exit through the mass of people. Only to get to the exit and discover that they were now some hundred metres offshore and surrounded by sea.
Chapter Thirty-Eight
Ros was shaken and her pulse was thumping in her ears. She watched Cameron pace up and down and for a moment feared he was going to launch himself overboard in his desire to get away from her. But instead he went below deck and Ros took a deep breath. She needed to think.
