Chapter 38

We landed safely at JFK international airport late in the evening. I released a loud sigh of relief when we arrived. Now I could add flying to my list of least favorite things. I was so excited about flying but as it turns out I was not a fan and I will never be a fan. The doors were opened allowing us to alight carefully. I rushed out, I couldn't get out fast enough ,away from that death trap.

We left quickly to get our luggages and got in a car waiting for us right outside. The car left the airport for Marcus's house. The weather felt different and the air smelt different from what I was used. The air was colder making me shiver so I pulled my fur coat together to warm up my fragile body. I was not going to catch a cold on my first day here.

Marcus pulled me into his arms to keep me warm. I was practically seating on his lap as he rubbed my side up and down . I loved how secure I felt in his arms.

" How long till we get there?" I asked curious as to where we were going.

" Not long, 30 more minutes"

I leaned back to place my head on his chest. Listening to his steady heartbeat that calmed me down. As much as I was excited for this new adventure ,I was also terrified of being in a new place and far away from home. Being a stranger in a new place was hard but I was glad Marcus was here with me.

What if we broke up? What would I do then? I was a thousand miles from home. I could be stranded here.

'No! No! don't think of that yet.'

I closed my eyes for a few minutes only to fall asleep listening to his heart beat. I was so anxious all through out the flight that I couldn't sleep in the plane and now that I was on the road I couldn't keep my eyes opened.

I woke up in a comfortable bed. Looking around the room and sheets, this was perhaps Marcus's room. The walls were painted dark grey giving the room a masculine feel. The curtains were black and heavy, allowing no light through. I could not tell whether it was daytime or night time.

I placed my feet on the soft carpet in the bedroom which was also grey. Most of the furniture in the room were different shades of black and grey, which resulted in a homey look all together. His interior designer deserves a medal for this room. I couldn't wait to explore the rest of the house.

I went looking for the bathroom only to open a door leading to the walk in closet. His clothes were meticulously placed. The white shirts looked extremely white while the dark shirts looked ready to sin. His shoes were placed in a shoe rack that was from floor to ceiling.

I closed the door to the walk in closet and tried the next door. This time round I was at the right place. The door opened to reveal a large bathroom with a toilet, shower stall, two large sinks and a jacuzzi at the corner. I used the bathroom quickly when I heard the door open.

" Zee where are you?"

" In the bathroom ,I will be out in a minute"

I opened the door only to find Marcus seated at the edge of the bed waiting for me. I walked towards him and stopped between his legs. Instinctively he wrapped his arms around my waist and laid his head on my stomach. I ran my hands in his hair while I massaged his head. He always loved a head massage.

" Do you want a tour of the house?"

" Yes please"

He took my small hand in his large one and led me out of the room. We took the stairs down to the ground floor of the house. We started in the living room ,then the dinning room ,kitchen, laundry room, a small library and finally one of the guest rooms.

Everything in the ground floor was well placed to give it an expensive but homey look. We took the stairs to the first floor where the master bedroom was ,two other guest rooms , his office and lastly the cinema room. I was sure I would spend most of my time in the cinema room and the library. I was raised to stay at home and not rooming around the neighborhood, so I always found things to entertain me while I stayed at home.

The house was a four bedroom, very beautiful and expensive. The stairs were facing some large windows showing the weather outside. It was snowing. Despite the cold weather outside ,inside it was really warm that I only had a tank top on.

" Are you hungry?" He asked.

" Not really" I didn't feel like eating.

" Let's go to the kitchen and I will make you a snack"

We walked hand in hand back to the kitchen. He placed me on the kitchen counter while he looked for the ingredients used to make a hand burger.

I watched him cook and before I knew it was spacing out again, thinking of other things like my new adventure. He placed the burger on the counter next to me and watched me eat in silence. since we were both tired and jet lagged , we retired to bed to sleep it off.