Chapter 10

Cindy pulls out her phone and she walks into the lounge room.



I look at Jensen. "I'm going to put my stuff in my bedroom. Can you order dinner?"



"What do you want?" Jensen asks.



"It's your choice." I pick up my handbag and head to my room.



In my room I pull out the yellow envelope with my Grandparents Will in it and I put it in my t-shirt draw.



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8. First Day at McKellar Group



Jensen knocks on my bedroom door before he opens the door without waiting for me to answer him.



I am standing in the middle of my bedroom in my bra and boy shorts. I scream and dash to my bed and grab a t-shirt. I put it on and turn to Jensen. "What do you need?"



He leans against the door and a strand of hair falls into his face. His muscles are noticeable in the suit he's wearing. "I wanted to see if you were awake. But, I got more than I bargained for."



My face heats up.



He throws his head back and laughs. He moves towards me. When he reaches me he moves a strand of my dark hair out of my face. "You look beautiful when you blush. I can't believe I'm the one lucky enough to have such an innocent beautiful woman as my wife." His breathe hits me skin as he whispers. "I can't wait to have honeymoon sex with my wife." He places a kiss on my collarbone and it send shivers throughout my body.



Jensen pulls back. "I'll let you get ready for work. Breakfast will be ready for you." he exits my room.



I pull the t-shirt off and walk over to the cupboard. I pull out a skirt and blouse. I put it on. I move to the bathroom and brush my hair.



I open the door to my bedroom and walk down the stairs to the kitchen. I can smell bacon as I enter the hall.



When I round the corner I see Jensen standing over the stove turning the bacon over. He looks up as I enter the kitchen.



I move towards the kettle and pour myself a tea. I take the cup to the table and sit. I pick up the newspaper.



"Is there anything interesting in the paper?" Jensen asks, setting the plate of bacon and eggs in front of me.



I shake my head. "I'm sure you'll find something interesting in there." I put the paper on the table.



I start to eat breakfast.



Jensen open the paper to page four and he starts laughing. He hits the table a couple of time making his coffee spill onto the table.



I turn towards him. "What's so funny?"



He shakes his head. "I was reading one of the stories that happened to an old guy. It was so funny." He chuckles again. "This old guy in 70's went missing three days ago. People didn't see him leave his house. A neighbour got worried and called the daughter. When the daughter arrived at the place she found her father stuck in the toilet and he couldn't pull himself out."



I'll never understand how people get themselves into sticky situations.



I smirk. "I hope that happens to you when you're seventy."



He rises.



Before he moves towards me I shoot out from my seat and run upstairs. I can hear Jensen right behind me.



As I reach my bedroom door arms are wrapped around me and I'm pushed against a hard chest.



I turn my head to see Jensen smirk.



He starts tickling.



I start laughing as he hits my ticklish spot. I bend over his right arm that's holding me upright.



His breathe brushes against my face as he whispers. "Give up?"



I shake my head.



He tickles me again.



I squirm in his arms and laugh again.



"Are you going to give up now?"



"No," I grab onto his arms and throw him over my shoulder. He lands on the floor in front of me.



"Oomph," he looks up at me. "I can't believe you did that to me."



I smirk. "TV taught me something." I dance around.



He sits up and laughs. "You'll have to teach me how you do that."



I help him stand.