Romance in Kitalo City Book 3
He would give anything to repair the damage he inflicted on her heart the last time she gave it to him, but the years he let slip by have driven a deep wedge between them.
She's not as welcoming as she was the last time...
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"Ngalula?" I heard through my wandering thoughts. "Are you even listening to me, man?"
I allowed my eyes to focus back on Jake Rodgers's face and cleared my throat to let him know I'd actually just missed a huge chunk of the things he'd just said to me. It was another day and I was in another suit. This time, I'd met up with Jake to establish a business relationship and get right into the reason I was in contact with him in the first place, getting drafted into the NBA.
The meeting was squeezed into a bunch of other activities that I had to do throughout my day, since I was still in LA for work. I'd been out and about for hours, tiredness settling into my bones as I dragged myself through the day, but I wouldn't trade the last few days for anything. For days, I'd been experiencing a whole new dimension of my career, and it had been more rejuvenating than draining.
Still, as the days went by, there was a lot I had to think about. The most daunting being the adjustment to permanently moving abroad and establishing routines that would help me avoid straining my relationships. The time difference between LA and Kitalo was already a huge problem. Being ten hours behind, I never seemed to be able to catch anyone on the phone at a good time. In only three days, I'd missed several calls and had been met with several voicemail tones after calling home at the wrong time.
"What's wrong?" Jake asked. "Are you having second thoughts about accepting my offer?'
I grimaced and shook my head. "No. Not second thoughts. I'm just juggling a lot of stuff right now. I'm making such a huge change in my life."
"You are." he said sympathetically. "Look, man, do you want to sleep on it once more before you sign this contract with me?"
I stared at the paperwork on the table between us, a fountain pen placed neatly next to the binder that Jake had brought with him. Jake was being patient with me, but for how much longer? I couldn't keep going back and forth with myself. The truth of the matter is that I really wanted this, everything else could be figured out as time went by.
"I'm good." I assured, grabbing the pen. "Like I said earlier, I'm ready."
About thirty minutes later, the papers were signed, our next meeting scheduled, my future looking excitingly different from what I imagined just a few days ago.
***
"Please pick up, chérie," I grumbled under my breath as the fourth phonecall I'd made to Ketura just rang and rang. I'd intentionally woken up extremely early to maximize the amount of time we'd get together before I had to get started, but it looked like that wouldn't happen anymore.
Just when I was about to hang up, the line connected, her bright eyes coupled with her beautiful voice immediately relieving some of the stress that was building up.
"Hey, you're up early." she observed as she set her phone up so she'd be able to talk without having to hold it. I took a moment to just watch her, taking in the slight purse in her plump lips, the visible emotion in her bright eyes, the fresh mini twists framing her face perfectly.
