Her Soldier

Chapter 13

I didn't expect Dudu and her mother to accommodate me this well. I stood in the door way of one of the most comfortable looking bedrooms I've ever had in my life. I was in shock, because all my life I was used to dark, dingy, and rat infested places to sleep at night. I'm used to run down motels and now that I'm always at the military base, I'm used to that tiny container with the hard base and flimsy mattress that they call a bed.

"I hope you like it, Zack," her mother said as she confidently strutted into the room, tossing me the room card and I swiftly caught it.

Miss Nkosi was intimidating. I could feel her sharp stare on me on the way here that Dudu seemed to not notice. She didn't really trust me and I'm glad that she didn't. It would be very strange of her to let some strange man around her daughter that I know she's very protective of.

"This is too much," I said as I shook my head, thinking about the five star hotel I was staying in and looking around at the bedroom that's the fanciest place I've ever stepped foot in. In fact the ride here was in a luxury vehicle, a Lamborghini Urus. To me a Lamborghini didn't even exist in my dreams and yet here was this young girl who seemed to want to give me too much of her life.

I had no idea that Dudu and her mother were this well off.

"You should be having a great time," Dudu said to me with a huge smile and I looked at the deep dimples in her cheeks as she stared up at me with innocence and glee. Dudu has been trying to take my duffle bag and carry it since we were at the airport and now I watched as she struggled to drag it along the floor. I tried to take it but she hissed and groaned that she'd be able to carry it.

"We're going to leave you be," her mother told me as she gestured around the room and pointed at the TV and bathroom, "so you can relax after your long flight. Dudu and I will see you tomorrow."

I nodded, "thank you for everything, Miss Nkosi," I struggled to get the surname right but I hoped they didn't mind. Her mother seemed like the kind to speak her mind so if she had minded I'm pretty sure she would've told me.

She waved her hand dismissively, "anything for a friend of Dudu's," we both watched Dudu drag the duffle bag before she huffed and stood up straight, adjusting her brown leather jacket.

"Have a good day," her mother said as she walked past me and out the door, clearly not waiting for her daughter.

Dudu smiled at me, tucking her hair behind her ear. When we had video called her hair was curly and long but now her hair was straight, a completely different look on her but I didn't mind it. She looked beautiful either way.

Dudu is a very beautiful young lady and everything about her was alluring and kind. I tried to steer my eyes away from her curvy figure that was dangerously sexy and tempting. Her hips were filled out just right, not too much but not too little. You could see the curves with how tight her blue jeans were and her black top hugged her upper body to show her tiny waist. Her heels made it even worse, and that brown leather jacket made it seem fashionable.

"I'll see you tomorrow, Zack," she smiled at me as she walked towards me and I hoped she wouldn't hug me because I really didn't want her body against mine yet again. I wanted to be respectful and it would be difficult to if she hugged me while she looked this good and I'm pretty sure she can look better which is why I don't want to get too close to her body.

I don't think she was aware of the natural sway of her hips. Her walk was just as confident as her mother's, in fact it was sassy and I cleared my throat, bringing a smile to my face, "I can't wait to see what you've planned for us."

She met my eyes and I could see right through her brown innocent orbs that were wide with wonder and innocence. I could see every emotion that ran through her mind. The excitement, adoration, innocence and wonder. I could see it all and I wanted to look away from the fury of emotions. This could not get messy.

"Have a good night, Zack," she told me, her voice gentle and like music to my ears as she stood beside me, looking at me sideways, a smile on her face.

"Goodnight, Dudu."

At that she walked out and closed the door behind her. I turned back to the room, still smelling her perfume as I eyed the bed suspiciously. I wonder if it's as comfortable as it looks.

I strolled towards it, before I sat down slowly. I let out a groan at the feel of the bouncy bed, that cushioned my butt with a foreign comfort, "ah yeah..." I breathed out as I threw myself back on to the bed, "I could get used to this."

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I usually wake up in the early hours of dawn, and train, but due to the comfort of this bed, I lost track of time and I couldn't open my eyes at the time that I generally wake up. I had planned on waking up early, training for a short while before I'd prepare for the day with Dudu and her mother, but I found myself sucked deep into a peaceful sleep without the fear that something may happen. 

I only woke up because the amount of sleep I was getting became suspicious. My eyes snapped wide open, as I found myself all tangled up in the warm sheets. I sat up straight and tore the sheets off me as I looked to find the curtains still closed but the light seeped through the thick material, letting me know that it was indeed after sunrise. 

I surveyed the room, making sure everything was as it was last night. My eyes stopped on the couch right in front of my bed where I saw a body lying on it, sound asleep. I furrowed my eyebrows, looking at the hair that I instantly recognized as Dudu's. 

I stood up from the bed and walked to her and gazing down at her form that was tucked into a ball. I looked around the room to see where her mother could be and I noticed that it was just the two of us. 

I would wake her up, but I needed to be decent. I couldn't speak to her with this morning breath, and I definitely couldn't be standing in my briefs as I woke her up. So to save the both of us, I went to get ready first. 

I took a quick shower, doing the basics because I took a long enough shower last night before bed. After brushing my teeth and getting dressed into some basic clothes that are nothing like the fancy clothes that Dudu wears. I stepped out of the bathroom and back into the bedroom where Dudu was still sound asleep. 

I walked up to her, crouching down so that I could wake her up gently. Before my hand could touch her, my eyes surveyed her peaceful face. I bit back a grin. She had her mouth wide open and some drool was running down her cheek. Her cheeks were swollen and her eyes weren't closed all the way, the white part of her eye was showing. 

Still, even with this, I thought she looked beautiful. I reached up silently and moved her hair from her face, wanting to see more of her sleeping face. I looked over her thin long eyelashes that brushed against her swollen cheeks. 

I fought the urge to caress her swollen cheeks as I snapped my hand to her shoulder and lightly shook her, "Dudu," I called out, trying to be as soft as I could be because she looked too fragile, "it's time to wake up," I told her. 

She stirred lightly before her eyes fluttered and she opened them and looked at me with tired eyes, "Zack?" she asked me and when I nodded, she snapped her mouth shut, "oh my God," she gasped as she covered her face, wiping away at the corners of her mouth but it was her cheeks she should worry about. 

"Good morning," I chuckled as I stood up straight, "actually it's noon, so good afternoon," I said as I ran my hands though my hair watching her sit up in panic and try to fix herself. 

"I can't believe you had to see me like this," she complained as she shot up to her feet and rushed to the bathroom, leaving me in the bedroom. I went over the bed and started making it, waiting for her to come back out. 

I could hear her shrieks of terror and I chuckled to myself. I picked up my dog tags and put them around my neck, taking out my cologne and spraying it all over myself.

When Dudu stepped out of the bathroom she definitely had cleaned herself up and she'd done it well. I finally got a good look at her entire outfit and I came to the realization that she was extremely fashionable.

She made her outfits so sexy because they fit her curvy body. She wore a baggy blue jeans, shiny high heel boots and a long sleeved crop top that was clearly designer. As if she didn't look good enough already she placed her hand on her hip, c*****g her hip, "you ready to go?" she was all cleaned up and it didn't look like she was drooling all over the place just a few minutes ago.

I looked down at her as I stood up, "you look beautiful," I told her, and I saw her blush.

She cleared her throat, "oh, uh, yeah...thank you" she mumbled as she tucked her hair behind her ear, "my mum's gone to work and since well, I fell asleep, I think we can do something else today. Like maybe some sightseeing?" she suggested even though she's the one who's supposed to tell me what we're doing.

I shrugged, placing my hands in my pockets and she smiled up at me, forming to her decision, "come on. We've got lots of Jo'burg to see."

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