Forbidden Dance: Will She Forgo Her Marriage for a Lifetime of Happiness? by Stella Eromonsere-Ajanaku

your wife’s car.” Alero and Kyle shared a look.
    Zane’s reference to Alero as Kyle’s wife was the beginning of his acceptance of their new relationship.
    “When she traded her Mustang for the Jaguar, I kept the car. As I scrubbed it out today, I found these gems, and I realized someone hid her status from me.”
    Kyle re-claimed the rings. He immediately went on one knee before his wife. “I, Kyle Thomson, take you, Alero Thomson to be my wedded wife, again. I intend to spend the rest of my life showing you how much I love you.”
    Tears welled up in her eyes. Her husband slipped both rings into her fourth finger and sealed the gesture with a kiss.
    She admired the rings anew and flung her hands around Kyle’s neck. “Thank you, Kyle. We can start again. I’ll give us another shot to get it right.”
    Zane clapped and cheered. “Hey, you lovebirds, see you sometime. I’ve got a broken heart to nurse.” He blew them a kiss.
    “Bye, Zane.” Kyle and Alero said at once.
    They saw him off and Kyle kicked the door shut. Straightaway, Alero and Kyle tore off each other clothes and made love on the large sofa in the lounge. It was hot, high tempo and unforgettable. In her heart, Alero knew she had made the right decision.

Fifteen
     
    “It would be great for you to meet Rev. Jones and his family when we return to London.” Kyle said to his wife while they made themselves comfy on the sofa.
    Alero twisted away from him and grumbled. “I don’t want to feel like dirt before a priest. They can smell adultery from a mile. Although, I must confess, he did a great job on you.”
    He chuckled. One hand pulled her back into his hold. “Funny you should say that. When I first met him, I felt he could see right through my soul. But frankly, he’s the warmest person I have ever met. He’s non-judgmental, a great listener and a treasured friend. He helped me get through my dark days.”
    She curved her lips sideways. “Are you sure about that?”
    Her husband breathe over her neck and she burst into fits of giggles. “About what, babe? Going back to London or meeting the priest?”
    When the laughter ceased, she sighed. “Both. I’m not in a big hurry to get back to London. The mansion is a lonely place and what will I do with myself there anyway?”
    With tender strokes, Kyle patted back hair from her face. “Same thing you’re doing here. I’m not going to stand in the way of your dreams, babe. Not anymore. Believe me.” Kyle’s face was animated as he made the promise.
    For the first time, she believed him. “And where do I get the money to start over again, and build my clientele? London is expensive and I have no friends or network. My friends are in Los Angeles.”
    Kyle’s fingers drew circles around her collar bone. “Are you worried about money? How did you get the bucks to re-settle in Casablanca?”
    Her eyes slowly widened as his question hit home. “I took your credit cards and helped myself to your money.” She didn’t feel contrite.
    “Our money babe, our money. We have the money to buy you an exclusive nail studio or beauty salon anywhere in London. What do you say?”
    She kissed his lips. “Thank you, Kyle. There’s one more thing.”
    His eyes roamed her breasts, so she covered them with her arms. “Shoot! What is it?”
    “Having your parents drop in unannounced with unpleasant surprises fills me with nausea. I have no desire to be in their good books. Keep them away from our home. If I get pregnant, I might change my mind.” A sly grin formed on her lips, and her eyes danced with happiness.
    “My parents are not welcome in our new home. You’ve got nothing to worry about, babe. Then Kyle’s eyes brightened with hope. “Are we trying for a baby now?”
    “I’m not saying you should ban them from our lives. All I want is to protect our privacy. We deserve to have a normal life without their interference or influence on the decisions we make.” She ignored his question about