The door pushed open, Leila rushed to the sink and sprinkled water on her face. Her chest rose and fell, the sensation between her legs were more intense and it made it harder for her to stand straight. She dropped her purse on the sink and pulled off her panties. Doing a small spin in front of the mirror, her lips quirked. Her hair was already down her shoulders but she combed through it with her fingers to give it more volume. She tucked the panties into her purse and spun to leave but the door opened before she could take another step. Freya walked in with a mischievous smile. Her best friend was beside her in a second, doubled over with laughter. “Girl, what’s wrong with you?” Freya asked. “Nothing?” Leila replied. She wasn’t sure what exactly her best friend was getting at. “What’s going on?” Freya sauntered to the sink and turned on the tap to rinse her hands.

Kelvin smiled in his sleep, his hand reached for his wife and his smile widened. In his dream, she had told him she loved him. Something poked his side’s, he moaned without opening his eyes. He wanted to sleep for longer. He wanted to return to his dream so he could ask her just how much she loved him. Her question last night had taken him by surprise. He wasn’t sure what love was but he knew what he felt for her was more than the usual feelings. The poke on his head made his eyelids flutter open, he looked up to brown eyes and a smile that made his heart stop. “Wakey, wakey,” Leila said. “It’s past six.” The fog in his brain cleared, he tried to sit up but she straddled him and pushed him down with a finger. With a mischievous smile, she undid the rope holding her robe and it fell open. She was naked underneath and he marvelled at the beauty of her body. His hand rested on her stomach, this body would

“Is this good?” Leila asked as she set a sheet of paper in front of her husband. The buzz of air-conditioners whirled in the background, mixing with the cologne of the stern looking men in suits crowding the conference room. She was the only female. Kelvin retrieved the sheet, skimming over it in silence. Someone walked to the podium with a wand and the white screen came to life. Leila slowly backed away. Her job here was done for now.One look from Kelvin should have made her pause but none of the men present had their assistants with them. She flashed Kelvin a contrite smile and stepped out. He had everything he needed, her phone was also in her purse should he need help with anything.Leila sat on one of the couches lining the walls in the corridor. She wasn’t alone. There were some men and women dressed as she was. Skirts for the ladies, pant suits for the men. She figured they were all assistants like her. S

“This is your last chance to change your mind,” Kelvin murmured, sneaking up behind his wife to carry her. “Yes or no?” Leila shrieked with laughter. Her gown bunched at her waist as she tried to get out of her husband’s grip and she shook her head. “Yes, we will go. We are going for the wedding. We will laugh. We will have fun.” Lowering her to her feet with a pout, he said, “Fine.” She turned in his arm and pressed a kiss to his lips, wiping off the red lipstick stain with a wipe. Kelvin did a little spin for her to inspect his outfit. “How do I look?” The charcoal coloured suit clung to his body like it was made on him. His grey eyes were sharper and more beautiful without his glasses. The handkerchief peeking out from his breast pocket matched her pink gown. “You like what you see?” “I love what I see,” Leila replied. Her hand

The games were over by the time Kelvin and Leila returned to take their seats. They must have taken too long in the restroom because some of the guests were already leaving. He walked Leila to her seat and kissed her fiercely. The song changed as the MC invited the couple of the day to the floor for their first dance. They danced alone for a while before the MC opened the floor for everyone who wanted to dance. Guests trooped to the dancefloor. This was Kelvin’s chance. He turned to his pretty wife. “Do you want to dance?” Leila shook her head. “I guess I’ll go find Mia for a chat. Will you be okay on your own?” “No. But I’ll try to be until you return.” She threw her arms around his shoulders and whispered, “Don’t be too long. I don’t want to miss you.” Kissing her made him feel better. “I won’t.” A cloud of artificial smok