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His African Sweetheart
By Sylvia Hubbard
For the next week they spent the evenings expanding her business plan, while during the day she worked and researched on the changes he suggested. Most times he was delving into her passion and what she wanted to do for the rest of her life. He seemed fascinated when she would express her desires for her life, but he never made that grim expression anymore.
Enola had a feeling Aeden was deliberately guarding his expression. In a way she missed not being able to see what he was thinking.
He never made any attempt to hit on her or make any type of sexual innuendo. This made it easy to keep her own emotions in check.
This still didn’t stop her from taking care of herself at night. She could still smell him on her pillows for at least the following week.
Their routine became regular where she would cook breakfast, he would come out of his bedroom eat with her and then retreat to his bedroom on the second floor or the library. A lot of times he went swimming during the afternoon as if he was trying to train for the Olympics.
She wasn’t much of a swimmer and never dipped in the pool because there was no swimming suit around for her.
By the end of the week, she was brave enough to ask him for some items she needed when he came down to breakfast.
As he was making his coffee, she said as casually as possible. “How would I get some items I need?”
“From your home?” he questioned.
“Personal items, like underwear and umm, things.” She tried not to make eye contact, but he moved right in front of her.
“Things? Evasive?” he determined sipping on his coffee and staring at her over the brim of the cup.
“A swimming suit. And the lotion in the bag is too flowery. I wanted something more sweet smelling, if you must know.”
For the first time in a week that grim expression came briefly, but he was trying to use the cup to hide it.
She looked away trying to pretend she didn’t see it.
He looked down at his watch. “Today about noon, we can go into town?”
“Yes, we. Together. I need to pick up some personal items as well. And I think I can arrange for you to meet someone.”
Winking he said, “It’s a surprise.”
She watched him walk out and she relaxed. Maybe the grim expression meant something else now.
He’d certainly got what he wanted from her out of his system.
Dressing quickly, she met him in the foyer and followed him outside where there was a car waiting for them. He was in a white cotton dress shirt and khaki pants with comfortable shoes, but he still looked nice.
They arrived at their destination, a local merchant shop, and he handed her a credit card with her name on it.
“I had them ordered for us to use out a private account I set up before I left. My assistant just sent me the cards Friday. This is yours to keep.”
“I have my own money,” she insisted.
“I know, but I don’t want you touching any personal accounts yet. Your sister can still get into the
system and look for you. I don’t want anywhere she can find you.” He looked at his watch. “Meet me in the cafe in thirty minutes.”
She nodded and walked towards the women’s section. Picking up underwear, more stockings and long sleeve shirts was her main priority. Finding a swimming suit to cover up parts of her body was difficult. She settled on a long swim shirt with an attached skirt and some water shorts. This would leave her arms and lower legs revealed but with her wrists and ankles healing the reminder of the worst night which had brought them together was almost gone.
It was weird using the credit card at check out, but she didn’t question anything as she gathered her paid items and joined him at the cafe.
“All done?” he questioned as she met him at a table in the cafe’s patio area.
After she was settled he handed her a menu. “What’s this surprise?” she demanded to know.
He nodded at an older man coming up on them oddly wearing a top hat and a suit in the middle of the day.
He outstretched a hand in acknowledgment to Aedent and then turned to her. “Ms. Enola. It’s a pleasure to finally meet you.”
Confused, she looked to Aeden for answers.
“This is Jack Flemyng, the associate that’s taken the time to take over your business.”
“Your notes in the business agenda were perfect,” Jack said.
He couldn’t have been more than forty, but there was a deep scar healing on his neck and she could
see cuts and bruises on his hand. He was an almond skinned, medium built man about six feet.
“I want to thank you for your time in handling the company while I’m away. I don’t know how I’m going to
repay you,” she said.
“I’m sure, Aeden told you of my situation. I’m in hiding myself.”
Aeden looked at his phone. “I actually have to leave this appointment and go somewhere else. Jack,
would you be able to make sure Ms. Enola gets a ride? It’s the Villa.”
“Yes,” Jack said.
“Should I be worried?” Enola asked Aeden.
“No,” he assured her. “It’s fine. I’ll talk to you tonight.”
He walked out of the cafe’s patio and she turned her attention to the older Jack Flemyng.
“Don’t worry. Aeden gets things done for people,” Jack assured her.
She knew this but she remembered him admitting in an unconventional way. In no way was she trying
to change him. Aeden had his motives for what he was doing with his life. At no point would she try to change
him on his mission to justify what was done to his mother.
Yet, it was said he didn’t want to forgive or forget.
Was it better, she continually forgave and forgot and then let it happen to her again?
Jack interrupted her thoughts, saying, “If you ever think about going to the states, I could give you my
Rolodex to interest clients in your business plan.”
“That would never happen.”
He handed her his business card. “You change your mind, you let me know.”
“What will you do after this is over, Jack?” she questioned.
“Might live in a van and travel around Canada. I plan on staying up here until the heat is off.”
“Are you ever going to tell me what happened to make you have to leave the states?”
“Nah, the less you know the better it is,” he answered
They stayed at the cafe and talked for another hour. Mostly it was about her. He was very interested in her life and her aspiration to become a success. Jack was a nice guy and encouraged her to use his number if she ever thought about going to the states.
“You won’t be there,” she teased.
“But Aeden will be,” he hinted with a wink. A lot of times, during their conversation, it felt as if Jack were trying to convince her Aeden was a good guy, but she deflected a lot.
Returning to the Villa she looked around the first and second floor, was actually glad to discover Aeden wasn’t there.
Enola started up the third floor and heard some movement. Upon entering the bedroom, she was no one immediately, but there was shuffling in the bathroom.
“Anyone here,” she called out warily.
Victoria came out of the bathroom toilet just as shocked as Enola was, but seconds later, they flew in each other’s arms.
Enola had never been so happy to see someone in her entire life and she soon found her knees
buckling and together they collapsed to the floor wiping each other’s tears from their faces.
“Are you okay?” Victoria asked very concernedly.
“I’ve never been better. How are you?”
“I’m good. That man, who’s been at your house -”
Enola cut her off to say, “Jack?”
Victoria nodded. “Yes, he said he’s helping you take over your business, while you’re on sabbatical, but I knew you couldn’t afford a sabbatical.”
Chuckling, Enola could just imagine Jack looking straight face at anyone who asked because his loyalty to Aeden was so strong. “He actually is helping me and this is a deterrent from my sister.” Without thinking, Enola poured out Aeden’s plans and why she was there for the next couple of months, hoping her friend would keep everything a secret.
Her friend needed no more explanation and nodded again. “Then I understand why Jack was sent. He’s a hard nose. Naaji practically threw a tantrum when he wouldn’t let her inside. He showed the police you have given him lead over your business and since she has no rights to your mother’s home he won’t let her in your place to look around for any keys. Naaji was stressing me out so much that I almost didn’t want to go home.”
“You let her move in?”
“Are you kidding?” Victoria asked. “Of course not. We can’t fit another person in that home and she had the gall to ask. I told her losing my husband was not worth it. Daniel said if I move to another person in that house he would leave.” She chuckled. “But we won’t be there for long anyway.”
Getting concerned, Enola questioned, “Are you getting evicted?”
“Oh no. Daniel finally got his internship in Quebec.”
Covering her mouth to muffle the squeal, Enola was bursting in joyous excitement for her friend and hugged her again. “The internship he applied to three years ago?
“Yes!” Victoria said. “The company moved shortly after Daniel’s interview and they stopped the internship. They explained his paperwork got lost in the shuffle and once they were organized again in the new spot, they knew they wanted him at no matter what the cost.”
“They going to pay him a lot of money and pay for our move to Quebec.”
“The entire family? All eleven of you?”
Enola was so happy for her friend and this time didn’t muffle her scream as they hugged again, but then she felt sudden sadness. “Quebec is so far away from Toronto. It’s seven hours away.”
“It’s fine. You can come to visit any time,” Victoria offered. “You’re always welcome in our house. Being your friend has been the most wonderful thing in my life. I mean, I know we aren’t sister close, but just having someone like you in my life has been amazing. I don’t know if I’ve told you that ever, but… well, I’ll be leaving tomorrow.”
Her shoulders immediately sank in despair. “Tomorrow, as if I won’t see you again.”
Victoria held her hands. “Enola, it’s not that bad. Once you’re finished here with this dastardly plan, Quebec and I will always be waiting.”
“And my business?”
“I’m sure they can find someone else. You shouldn’t stay here. Not after everything is said and done with Naaji. I wish you had told me what happened in the states, but I understand. This Aeden guy seems to just think about the present though. Naaji is always going to be your sister and the fallout of this will be devastatingly for the both of you. You’re twins. That’s not going to be easy.”
“But it could change her, Victoria,” Enola said. “She needs a wake-up call, badly.”
“I agree, but you don’t need to be around her anymore. You need to be with people who love and care about you. I can scout out cleaning leads before you get there,” Victoria encouraged.
“Fine, I’ll seriously consider coming to Quebec when this is over.” Yet, in her heart, all she could think about was what would Aeden want.
Victoria went over to the desk and wrote down a phone number and an address. “That Jack is a curious fella,” she noted. “I had been searching for you with the little resources I had and finally went back to your place to beg him to get a message to you, yesterday. I stayed behind to get the rest of our lives packed away and turn the keys into the landlord.” She came over to Enola and handed her the paper she had written her information on. “Jack asked if I wanted to do one last job for some extra money before I got on the train.”
Enola smiled. “He didn’t say a thing to me. I just met with him.”
“Well, he said if I was a true friend to you, I’d take this job and then jump on the train before Naaji could find me again. Now I know why he said that.”
They hugged again.
“You’ll be fine,” Victoria assured her. “Everything is going to be fine.”
They spoke for a couple of more hours. Sitting by the pool, drinking fresh lemonade and laughing with a friend was something she could have never imagined doing in her whole life, but for the two hours she had this wonderful memory to last forever and she had Aeden to thank for this.
Soon Victoria was checking her watch reluctantly.
“You have to leave?” Enola said sadly.
“It’s the last train for a week. My husband should be fine with the kids until I get there because both our mothers are with him, but I would miss them so much.”
“Both your mothers made the move up there?” Enola questioned.
“Oh yes, this internship is paying him a nice sum of money. Enough we can get a six-bedroom house with a garage that has a two-bedroom above it.”
“That sounds so amazing.”
Victoria called herself a car. “Even if you just come for a visit, I would appreciate you.”
“Of course, I would,” Enola said as they walked to the front door together.
As the car was coming to pick Victoria up, the friend turned to her and said, “Look, I know this guy is helping you with Naaji and I really do applauded what he’s doing because your sister needs to be stopped, but after you came back from the states and then Naaji came back like she was, I started to look up and research him.”
“I know what he does, Victoria. He’s told me all about himself.”
“But has he told you what other people have said about him?” Victoria questioned. “I read he’s
destroyed a lot of companies, but a lot of people out of work and in his quest for vengeance, he’s hurt some innocent people.”
Enola didn’t know how to respond to this. “What are you saying, Victoria?”
“Just be careful with yourself, Enola. After all this is over, get as far away from Naaji and him as
possible.” Victoria picked up her bag and hugged Enola tightly.
Returning the hug, Enola said, “Take care of yourself and your family.”
“Take care of you,Enola.”
Watching her only friend leave, Enola felt a great sense of sadness and peace all at the same time. She would thank Aeden for giving her this day, because even though Jack had arranged for Victoria to be there, Enola had a feeling this was really all Aeden’s doing.
He arrived about seven that night. By that time, she had cooked a meal, taken a shower and prepared a candlelight display in the dining room for them. It was her first time cooking a real nice dinner for a man and the thought made her happy knowing he would be extremely pleased by her meal.
Using the fresh ingredients all around her, including basil, shallots, and mushrooms from the gardens and the vegetables for a beautiful tasteful medley, the chef had left chicken which she wrapped in thick bacon to roast, and made fresh buttermilk biscuits.
She found a bottle of the chef’s red wine in the pantry and had it chilled to perfection by the time Aeden made his way into the dining room, where she was seated all ready for him.
“What’s this?” he questioned warily.
“A big thank you,” she said simply.
He took off his suit coat looking at the meal and then he looked at her just as hungry.
Blushing, she said, “I hope you haven’t eaten already.”
“Matter of fact, he said sitting down across from her. “I haven’t eaten all day except for a cup of coffee.
I’ve been busy taking care of a lot of neglected business.”
“Serving justice?” she asked with an impish smirk before sipping her wine.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” As they started to eat.
“I mean, I know what you do, but are there are innocent people you hurt in your quest for justice, Aeden?” she asked because she didn’t want to accuse him of anything… yet.
“Sometimes,” he said guiltily. “I will admit it does happen no matter how much I try to control matters, but in the end after justice is served, I do what I can to help those that have been hurt in the wake.”
She simmered herself at his confession. “I want to thank you for arranging for me to see Victoria before she left to Quebec.”
“I knew she was close to you. Closer than your sister. I saw the pictures of the funeral. I saw her there consoling you in the pictures,” he admitted.
“And what else do you know about me that I haven’t told you?”
“Honestly, these last couple of weeks, I’ve found you to be quite extraordinary. Not just the woman Naaji showed me, but you’re giving and kind as well as intelligent, Enola.”
She smiled. “Is that because you’re spending time with me?”
“Along with seeing your life here in Canada and all the things you did for your mother and the people you care about. Jack told me about Victoria and I found out about her husband’s internship. A little investigation-”
“You helped her husband get the internship?”
“I questioned the company about the incomplete interview which has fallen to the wayside after the move. They simply looked into it and did what they were going to do in the first place. I didn’t make them hire him.”
She stood up and came around to him. Aeden looked confused as he tried to guess her intentions.
Leaning down, she kissed him, right on the lips.
“Thank you,” she said.
That familiar grim look came to his eyes and she couldn’t help herself to kiss him again.
This time he pressed forward returning her kiss in earnest, drawing her into his lap. This was not planned, but Enola didn’t want this delicious kiss to stop. The wine he’d just drunk, made her dizzy and her essence build. The hardness between his legs pressed firmly against her rear and his hands started to strip away her clothes.
He broke the kiss, but his mouth attacked her cheek, ears, neck, while his hand unclipped her bra. His mouth moved down move and Enola could only throw her head back and whimper in bliss as his mouth scorched her areolas, taking time with one, and then going to the other after a few minutes.
Her nails dug in his back at the same time, he lifted her and only carried her as far as the front room where the large couple accommodated her and him. Before he laid on top of her, they both removed their clothes quickly keeping eye contact the entire time.
They were fully aware of what they were doing, and he even placed a condom on before joining her, kissing her with such abandon, she succumbed to his powerful love making vibrating lovingly under his masterful stroke.
Somehow, they made it to her bedroom. He cleaned himself up before coming to the bed and wrapping himself around her body as if he didn’t want to let her go. “Thank you, Enola,,” he said gratefully. “Thank you for everything.”
Enola smiled, kissing his temple. “I wanted you just as much,” she admitted.
They slept, but somehow in the middle of the night, she found her way around his body and took her time exciting him with her own mouth. He let her take her time. Overcoming his thickness was a learning experience, but as she relaxed her jaw and straighten her back, her neck was in a position to properly receive him deeply.
An astounded curse from him noted he was fully awake and had become fully aroused.
She pulled back, took a large gulp of air and then returned taking him even deeper.
Another curse added with a jerk of his hips.
Soon they developed a rhythm from her oral pleasure until he was close. So close, he yanked her whole body up on his and then thrust himself up into her. The raw sensation of his body so deep in her, shot her to a climactic peak and she gushed a river over him, but he didn’t slow his prurient repeated ascent into her. All she could do was hold on for the ride of her life and she was positive her heart completed stopped several times before shot up, lifting her off of him just in time as he also came, his carnal lava pumped on her thigh.
Hugging him close as they breathed erratically, she smiled.
No regrets and she fully admitted, she could learn a lot other than business from Aeden in these next couple of months.
Aeden was there when she awoke. She was still lying on his chest. After their second round of lovemaking, he had gotten up and with a warm washcloth cleaned himself from her body before cleaning himself up yet again.
Enola thought for sure he would make his way out of the room, but he returned to the bed and laid down, pulling her on to the side of him still wanting the pleasure of her body touching his.
No words needed as it seemed they came to an understanding this would not be their last time sleeping together.
Now the morning was there in her face shining down revealing the sins of the night.
Enola knew falling in love with Aeden was stupid. She wasn’t going to imagine a life with him because it would be foolish to follow some type of white picket fence dream with the man who had taken her virginity.
Plus, he had admitted, the appeal of her was that she had never been with another man like she had been with Aeden.
Yet, Naaji’s deceit would always be in the back of his mind and soon her sister’s face would remind him of what had been done. He’d sooner or later hate Enola just as much and then there would be no appeal to be with her sexually.
She knew there was nothing in the world that would help her convince Aeden to just forgive Naaji.
Forgiveness could not be done by the will of others.
Being a realist about this situation was important to Enola and she closed her heart to any type of situation of an emotional attachment to Aeden. When this was over, it would be over and she would walk away knowing she had learned a lot from this gorgeous intelligent man.
Getting out of the bed, she saw Jack’s card and Victoria’s information had fallen down to the floor.
Knowing she would forget this information or these items could possibly get lost, she took the temporary phone Aeden had given her and took a picture of the information. Out of habit, she saved that information to her cloud, promising herself to later on put the information also in the contacts of her phone.
After brushing her teeth and relieving her bladder, she made her way to the kitchen, cleaned up their mess from the night before and then cooked breakfast.
Aeden entered the kitchen with just his pants on from yesterday. “You’re amazing,” he said as she handed him a cup of coffee made the way he loved.
“You aren’t so bad yourself,” she noted with a smirk.
Aeden dipped down, kissing her passionately and then took her fully in his arms to press her body against his.
In that moment Enola knew it was going to be a very enjoyable two months, while at the same time, she prayed her heart didn’t get involved.
His African Sweetheart – part 6 (c) 2019 Sylvia Hubbard. All rights reserved. No part of this work may be reproduced or copied in any form or by any means without written permission by the author.
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