Chapter 95

***Kenya.***

***Present day, eight days later***

It was already Tuesday, August 20th. Twelve days to the reopening and I could feel the full weight of exhaustion falling on me. My body ached. My senses spiraling.

I couldn't even tell if things were working out well. I had concerns all of a sudden about the choices made by the caterers. The last minute decorations weren't working. And the students' routines I had planned for the reopening was a disaster.

The offices were in full operation. Everything was already working in that regard. Yet I felt things weren't going as planned.

I spoke to Claudine a few days back and she was happy to give me pointers, which I intended to try out. She said I should just enjoy the party. Things will fall in, eventually.

"Ken. I have Mrs Ethan on line one, calling to ask if her three daughters can take part in the opening."

And that was another problem. Last minute adjustments to please every parent.

I raised my eyes from the documents I had to sign. I was tired.

"II can't Andy. Just tell her that we have a lineup of events that her daughters can partake in, once school starts in September." I felt awful letting the little girls down. But I had to make the right choice. It would be difficult for them to participate in the routines now. It might ruin the performance for the opening night.

Andrea nodded her head in acquiescence and left. Just as a message popped on my computer screen.

***From L. Ruthford:***

***Would my wife be happy to have dinner with me tonight?***

I giggled at the message. Relieved at the distraction. It was already 4:30 pm. That meant in a few hours. I was game. Anything to spend time with Levi.

***To L. Ruthford:***

***From KenRuthford:***

***Yes, husband.***

We finally discussed the Ritzy Leigh offer and Levi urged me with more of kisses and thrusts in my pussy, than words, to take the offer. He was happy to support me in my career progress. He didn't wish me to ever feel inadequate. His wish was for me to have all life could offer. And those words had resonated within me. Confirming Andrea and Rory's thoughts about Levi's feelings for me. I had a contract with Ritzy Leigh now.

About 7pm, Levi drove us to a simple waterfront restaurant. Canopies stood at intervals and the air smelled wet and inviting.

I wore a yellow maxi gown and broad soled heels. Levi wore a navy blue shirt and gray slacks. He had the sleeves rolled down, depriving me of his beautiful tattoo.

We sat to dine and the food was delicious. Spicy Mexican dish for me and meat loaf for Levi.

"Their meat loaf is delicious here." Levi complimented, sipping his wine. I smiled, knowing that I only wanted spicy food at the moment. I sipped my red wine as well. The taste, sweet and tangy.

I wanted to speak, but I saw tension in his eyes, even as he ate.

"Is everything alright?" I asked, concerned. Smiling, he gazed tentatively at me.

"I'm fine. I just want to peel off everything on your body, until you are wet for me." His voice, thick with desire, mesmerizing.

"Let's leave here," I said, shakily.

"Eat first." He smiled, seductively.

A few minutes later, we were making steaming love in the car. I rocked my hips to his thrusts. My gasps ringing in my own ears. His groans, an indication of his pleasure that mirrored mine.

My dress was zipped down and he had his warm mouth, feasting on my nipples. I ached from the pressure of his sucks. My pussy clenched each time he withdrew his hard cock. We were at the back seat of the car, our bodies tangled.

When our release came, it was at the same time. Quivering. Breathless and panting for air. My cum was all over him and we just lay there, his head on top my bare chest. While I stroked his bare, chiseled torso.

Raising himself on his elbows, he smiled down at me. I touched his face, his eyes. I loved him very much. I just wanted to remain in his arms, forever. And the tender way he made love to me these days, memorable.

He leaned into my touch and I allowed my fingers trail him some more. Touching his strong, chiseled arms. I moved up and touched a jagged scar at his rear. Just slightly below his shoulder and his neck. Perhaps that's the reason I never noticed it until this moment. It was hidden. Or because I didn't care back then.

"What happened here," I whispered, banishing my guilt at not caring initially. Fingering it. He didn't respond. He only placed a kiss on my lips. I frowned. Disappointed that he was shutting me out again. I wanted to know more of his past, to be his future.

"Levi, let me in. I wouldn't bite. I just want to know my husband. Is that wrong?" I asked, tears pooling in my eyes. It hurt when I really wanted to be in his life this much and he resisted. An invincible wall that he refused to pull it down.

Silence fell, dividing us. I wanted to move but he held me steady.

"Am leaving on a trip later tonight." Levi revealed. I stared at him in the darkness, speechless. I think now he made me cry, as the tears fell uncontrollably.

"Why? Can't it wait till morning?" I asked.

I hated that I was weak for him. But I couldn't help it. He was my addiction.

I saw him shake his head and I knew that he wouldn't budge. Last time he left, he returned early. I was hopeful.

"How long would you be gone this time?" I asked, defeated. He hesitated. *Not a good sign.*

When he answered, his tone was grave.

"I'd try to be here for the reopening."