Chapter 49
He kissed me and twirled me around making me laugh before he set me down. Hunter put his coat back on and gave me time to get dressed.
True to his word, Hunter treated me out to a nice meal and took me shopping. We had a fight on who was to pay and I eventually gave in when he threatened to shred my debit card. Those were expensive and I didn't want to go through the trouble of acquiring a new one. Hunter drove me back home at around nine after we spent a couple of hours together.
"Let me walk you in."Hunter offered parking the car outside the gate.
There was no need for him to drive it into the compound since he would be leaving soon. He carried my shopping bags to my door like the true gentleman that he was setting them down on the veranda.
"I want to give you something."Hunter said reaching into his pocket.
"What is it?"I asked curiously.
He searched all his pockets before he found what he was looking for in the back pocket of his pants.
"This is a key to my house."He announced holding up the familiar single key.
He took my hand in his, placed it on my palm and folded my fist over it.
"You're always welcome to my place whether for a day, a week, month, year or forever. Drop by anytime because even if you don't like hearing it, my home is your home now and you're always welcome. Don't be afraid to use that key."Hunter demanded softly.
What was a girl supposed to say after that except for...
"Thank you."I mumbled pocketing it.
"You're welcome. Goodnight baby girl. Sweet dreams."Hunter mumbled leaning in to kiss my lips.
I looped my arms around his neck and kissed him back properly.
"Goodnight bear."I mumbled our lips brushing against each other.
It took everything in me not to invite him in because I knew we both needed the space. I walked him back to the gate and closed it behind him.
I saw Sonie peeping through her curtains but I ignored her and carried my shopping bags into the house. I made sure to unpack all of them before taking a shower and turning in for the night.
I would miss sleeping in Hunter's arms but some distance would be good for us before we became too attached to each other.
I was going through my emails looking for a worthwhile one when I saw one that intrigued me. It wasn't actually an email but one of those email promotion ads for an international school. It was the same one I'd been offered a job on valentines day. That reminded me that I never called the lady back. It's not like I was interested in teaching, right? Especially little children. Spawns of satan.
They were advertising the need for more staff and had left their contact information for anyone who wanted to apply. I was currently jobless and looking into expanding my career. Maybe teaching was the next step for me. It was scary since I'd never considered it but I would be helping to mould the bright minds of our next generation of leaders. The money was also good too.
"I can't believe I'm actually considering this."I murmured to myself as I got up to look for the card I'd been given.
I hoped the kind lady would remember me and that I wasn't too late. I didn't want to bother with sending a resume and my papers when I could just call her.
"Yes, there you are you little bugger."I exclaimed snatching up the card from the bottom of my purse.
Magdalene Karimi Kariuki,
Deputy principal,
Rolling Hills International School
+254724562190
I reached for my phone and saved her number then started weighing the pros and cons of calling her. I needed a new job and besides I'd already bragged to Hunter's family how I already had a fancy job waiting for me. A new source of reliable income would be great but was I desperate enough to teach. I hated most of my teachers all my life in school except for a chosen few and I didn't want to become someone that kids hated. But Magdalene had said that the money was great and for the right amount of money one could do anything. With a good paycheck I could teach those little spoilt brats how to sing and play music instruments. It was not my dream career not that I really had one but I would be making good money doing something I loved. If I got the job that is.
With that thought in mind I dialed her number before I had the chance to chicken out.
The phone rang twice before she picked up.
"Rolling Hills International School, Deputy Principal Magdalene speaking, how may I help you?"Her gentle voice asked.
"Hi good morning, my name is Nala Mugo. We met on Valentines day at Courtyard Maine where I was performing. You gave me your number to call about a possible teaching job."I explained getting it all out in one statement.
"The beautiful violin player."Magdalene replied with a happy tone.
At least she had recognized me. It saved us a lot of awkwardness.
"The very one."I affirmed for her.
"Well thank you for calling, I was afraid when I didn't hear from you. Interviews are still ongoing and if you can I would like you to come in for one. It's just a formality because between you and me, the job is yours if you you want it."She said whispering that last part making me smile.
"Yeah sure, I'm available any day next week."I answered.
"We are booked solid for most of the week so how about you come in on Thursday at nine am. It'll give you plenty of time to prepare since this is not something you'd normally interview for. But I believe in you and will definitely vouch for you."She reassured me.
"Thursday nine am, I'll be there."I promised her.
"Great, I'll book you in and send you all the necessary details. Have a good day."She concluded.
"You too."I replied hanging up.
I fell back on the bed hugging my phone to my chest, happy that I'd gotten the interview. I had no idea what someone prepared when going for a teaching job interview but I'd figure it out before then.
My phone pinged with an alert and I checked to see that it was a reminder from my period tracker that I was currently ovulating. That reminded me of my conversation with Hunter to get on some form of contraceptive. Sex with him was great and I didn't want to be a mom anytime soon so I had to make sure we were both safe.
I had the rest of the day free so I decided to visit a gynecologist. I got off my ass and started to get ready after googling the closest gynecologist office with a good rating. I didn't need to go to some backward clinic where I'd get my coochie damaged.
My phone rang just as I was getting out of the house and I couldn't stop the smile on my face when I saw that it was Hunter calling me.
"Hi bear."I greeted cheerfully.
"Baby girl, you're chipper this morning."He commented with a laugh.
"No I'm just happy to hear from you."I admitted locking my door.
"I'm happy to hear that. Are those keys I hear? You going somewhere?"He inquired.
"Yeah, I'm going to visit a gynecologist."I informed him.
"I thought we were going together?"He asked me sounding disappointed.
"No we weren't. I don't remember having that conversation with you."I retorted with a laugh.
"Well fine but I'd still like to come with. What hospital are you going to?"He insisted.
"You don't need to come with me, I'll be okay on my own. I'm going to a clinic around the corner. It's walking distance."I assured him.
"You're definitely not doing that. Come to my office and we'll go together."He demanded.
"Bear."I whined because he was being bossy again.
"Don't bear me, this is our sex life we're talking about. It's not up for discussion. I'll send you the directions to my office and we'll go together to a doctor I trust."Hunter insisted.
I growled in frustration because he was not listening to me. It was birth control not a child we were having together.
"Don't growl at me, get an uber. I'll see you in half an hour."Hunter commanded hanging up before I could say anything else.
"Fucking rich bastard."I cussed out putting my keys and phone in my purse.
I knew Hunter was controlling and most of the time I found it sweet and endearing but in moments like this, it was very frustrating.
I let myself out of the gate and considered going to the clinic I had originally planned on visiting but that would only make Hunter mad and I had already made him angry enough the previous day.
I retrieved my phone and saw that he had texted me the address to his office building. I decided not to take an uber and use a matatu instead.
It dropped me off a couple of blocks away from his building so I walked the rest of the way.
I stopped infront of Hunter's building after a five minute walk knowing I was definitely late. It was a fifteen floor building with multiple business and I had no idea what floor he was on so I decided to text him.
Me
What Floor?
I waited for a few minutes and when I received no reply I walked into the to find him myself. Thankfully I found a board on the wall at the entrance advertising what businesses were on each floor. Hunter's company was on the ninth and tenth floor so I took an elevator to the tenth floor. The boss had to be on the top floor, right.
The elevators opened up to an immaculate looking office set up with a reception desk, open floor planning but with a few closed offices at the back. Everyone was in business suits making me feel so out of place in my short black dress, white cropped denim jacket and white air force sneakers.