Chapter 31
Jonathan walked to the meadows. Looking left and right, as if he was searching for something. Carefully he pulled a large revolver from the brown holster that rested on his hip. The copper shells reflected the burning sun. The aurochs grazed undisturbed as he slipped between the long legs of the massive animals. He was followed by Dr. Kitwaele who, with spear and shield painted in Masai war colours, sneaked through the long grass. As he turned around, he held his finger to his mouth to notion to Kitwaele that he made too much noise. His eyes grew as he stared in the barrel of a large revolver. Kiwaele laughed loudly and babbled something in his mother tongue. But Pieter understood it:
“Hey honey, are you awake?”
Jane cuddled next to him under the sheets and whispered in his ear: “are you awake?”
A bit grumpy he turned on his back and murmured: “I am now.”
With half open eyes he asked: “and how did you get in here?”
Jane smiled. “My female charms. The guy at the reception didn't have a problem to make a second card for your room after I had told him that I am the love of your life. Francesca and Oona confirmed that bold statement without blinking an eye.”
She put her long leg over his waist and leaned on her elbow while she looked at him.
“I hope you did not think that you would get rid of me that easily.”
She came closer to him and kissed him softly, with her tongue sliding down his chest and belly.
From between his legs she asked: “since when are you sleeping naked?”
“Since I know that you come and visit me in the middle of the night,” he answered, "a man has to be prepared."
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