here before.”
“She might have,” I replied. Then, to change the subject from Sefton, I thought about our little interlude in the back bedroom. “What do you suppose your student said to the others about catching us alone in the bedroom?”
Drake laughed at that. “He probably said that he caught the two of us lying on the bed together, kissing, and that we were obviously deeply in love.”
I smiled in the darkness. “I notice Sam didn’t say goodbye.”
“No, she knew well enough not to, for a change.”
“Do you think she finally got the message?”
Drake held my hand up to his lips and kissed my knuckles. “I hope so. If not, she’s not as smart as I thought.”
“It has nothing to do with smart, Drake,” I said softly. “It has to do with desire and that involves none of the prefrontal cortex, if I remember my anatomy course correctly.”
“You do remember it correctly,” Drake said with a laugh. He sighed out loud. “I hope you realize that we can weather any storm that we encounter after tonight. As long as we’re open and honest about our needs and desires, we can handle anything together.”
I smiled and nodded. “I do realize it,” I said and took in a long breath, happy that the night I’d been so worried about was finally over.
When we arrived home, Drake didn’t wait to fuck me. Instead, he pushed me up against the wall just inside the entryway and kissed me passionately, before lifting up my thigh and placing it around his hip.
“I’ve been waiting all night to fuck you again, Ms. Bennet, and I’m not waiting another moment,” he said, his voice almost a growl.
Before I knew it, we were on the floor, going at it like a pair of hungry teenagers and I was surprised at his desire, but I imagine that Sefton’s presence fueled his lust.
I bit my bottom lip and closed my eyes, letting him ravish me with pleasure.
CHAPTER FIVE
Drake
Leaving Nairobi was harder than I imagined.
On Monday morning, I went to the hospital one last time to say goodbye to Michael and to make sure all my paperwork had been signed and delivered to the proper office. I’d donated all my salary while working at the hospital and college, as well as considerable technology, which would help equip a new OR with robotics used in the techniques I taught.
I stopped off at the nursing desk and said thanks to all the staff I worked with on a regular basis. Then, I went to Michael’s office and waited for him to finish a phone consultation before entering his office and sitting down at his desk.
“I guess this is it,” he said and removed his glasses, rubbing his eyes with a hand as if he were extremely tired. “I hate having to say goodbye, Drake. I hope to see you soon, whether in New York or here in Africa.”
I smiled, genuine affection for him filling me. “You know I can’t stay away from Africa for too long. Kate and I never did get to go on safari after all so we may book some time next year when we’re both free from other responsibilities and when my fellowship is finished.”
“Make sure you call me when you’re anywhere in Africa and I’d be happy to come and meet you if I can arrange things.”
“I will,” I said, although I knew Michael was way too busy to be flying off to visit with friends on a whim. I knew he meant it, though. There was no doubt about it.
I checked my watch and saw that it was already almost lunch. The movers would be arriving so I wanted to get home. “I guess I have to go. I just wanted to come by and say goodbye once more.”
“What time are you leaving tomorrow?” Michael said and stood up when I did. He came around the desk and stood with me at the door. “I could give you and Kate a ride to the airport if you need me.”
I shook my head. “We’ve already made arrangements with a young taxi driver who served as a chauffeur to us while we’ve been here. But thanks. I appreciate everything you’ve done for me – for us.”
Then we