Jeanette looked between the two men and offered each a smile before she ducked her head and begged an ‘excuse me’ before she left to go to the bathroom. And Ramon watched it all, the hurt in her eyes and the pain on her lips. He didn’t think Palo would say anything otherwise he would have said something. But he would have disagreed with Palo on the words for Jeanette; she didn’t rival Sapphire, she outshined the blue eyed beauty of Rome in many ways.
“Did I say something wrong, Ramon?” Ramon sat down, signaling the waitress over.
“Sort of. Jeanette was once friends with Sapphire. Trust me; it is a rather sore sport between Jeanette and me.” Palo took a sip of his own drink as he watched Ramon.
“Does Jeanette know that Sapphi
