Chapter 8

After breakfast I head up to my room and get ready.



I put on a pair of jeans and tank top. I pull the leather jacket out of the cupboard and drape it over my arm.



I pick up my handbag and walk downstairs.



Jensen is next to the door in his suit.



He looks hot in his business outfit.



Jensen takes my hand and we walk to the garage. He opens the garage door and I see six sports cars. They are different colours and makes. "Which car do you want to drive?"



Jensen gives me the keys and I climb into the car.



I start it up and pull out of the garage. "I'll see you later, Jensen." I beep the horn and drive to the gate.



The security team open the gate for me and I pull out of the driveway.



Twenty minutes later, I'm pulling into the parking lot of the University.



I step out of the car and head to the lecture hall.



I open the door and enter the room.



A few people are already in the classroom.



Mr Clarke enters the room. He looks at me. "Hey, Joy."



"Hi, Mr Clarke." I put my paper on the table. I move over to a table close to front.



A girl sits next to me. She puts her things on the table and turns to me. "Hey, I'm Kim. I haven't seen you in here before."



I smile. "I'm Joy. I was doing the course by correspondence. Just recently I've been coming to classes here."



I shake my head. "I live off campus with my husband."



The rest of be class enter the room. When everyone's seated Mr Clarke begins the lesson.



***



After class Kim and I exchange phone numbers.



She picks up her bag. "Do you have any classes after this?"



I shake my head. "This is the only class I need to take. I completed everything else."



She nods. "When do you want to get together and finish the paper?"



"Over the weekend. You can come to my place and we can work on it then." I pick up my bag and exit the room.



***



McKellar Group



I park the red convertible next to Jensen's car. I step out of the car and a security guy walks over to me.



"Excuse me, Miss. You can't park your car there."



I laugh. "I'm Jensen McKellar's wife."



His mouth drops. "He told me his wife was coming today. But, I wasn't expecting you."



I close his mouth for him. "I won't tell him how you told me that I couldn't park next to car." I wink at him and enter the building.



On the first floor I have to enter the check point. I put my handbag on the scanner and show them my ID Badge.





A girl standing close to me says. "Are you Mr McKellar's wife?"



I nod. "Do you have a problem with that."



Where the hell is my attitude coming from. I was usually the quiet, nice one.



The girl shakes her head. "I don't have a problem with it. I thought you were going to be one of the usual girls he brings in."



I look at the table. "I'm sorry for being rude. I get a little cranky when I haven't had something to eat in a while."



She pulls a packet of Tim Tams out of her bag. "Have one of these."



How did she get these?



I look at her. "How did you get that into the country?"



She smiles. "I have a friend that sends me these. I love my Aussie foods."



"I've heard how great Australia is. But, I've never been down under before."



The lift takes me to the top floor. The doors open and I step off the lift. I walk over to a desk.



The girl looks at me. "Mr McKellar is in a meeting right now."



I cross my arms. "I'll wait for him." I move over to the couch and pull out a magazine. "I'm Mrs McKellar. I'm sure he won't be much longer in the meeting."



She picks up the phone.



A couple minutes later, Jensen is standing in front of me. He pulls me up to my feet and we walk to his office. He closes the door when I'm inside.



He pushes me against the door. He pushes some of the brown locks out of my face. His lips brush my ear. "Can I kiss you?"



I nod.



His lips brush mine.



I wrap my arms behind his neck and bring my lips to his.



He pushes me against the door and he slips his tongue into my mouth.



I move my hands down his back and bring them to stomach. I run my fingers over his stomach, feeling his six pack.



Jensen steps away from me. "If we continue this. I'm going to rip those jeans off your body."



I laugh.



Jensen moves over to his desk and he sits. He leans forward in his seat. "I have something to tell you."



I sit opposite him. "That's the words every couple dreads."



He throws his head back and laughs. "It's not like that with us. We're married."



I roll my eyes. "I wasn't sure how much of the marriage you were taking as being real."



He leans forward. "I take our marriage seriously. I want to be with you and no one else."



I sigh. "What about the secretary?"



He crosses his arms. "She won't be a problem."



Yeah, I'll make sure of it before I leave the office tonight.



I lean forward. "What is it that you want to tell me?"



I rise and move towards him. I sit in his lap. "I would love to go with you to Sydney. I've never been there before. My parents left me at home with the Nannies when the travelled abroad."



"Everytime you mention them I want to throttle them for testing you badly. You shouldn't have lived like that. You were an innocent child."



I shrug. "There's nothing I could do about it. If I misbehaved they would lock me in the cellar and starve me for days. Once I got severely dehydrated from that. That I was rushed to hospital with the Nanny. I was taken by child services and returned to my parents a couple days later. My nanny was blamed for he condition I was in when I entered the hospital. I had to lie for my parents or my punishment would have been worst."



Jensen wraps his arms around me. "Is that why I hear you screaming every night?"



I nod. "When I close my eyes I see the things that they did to me. I don't know if those images will ever leave me."



He kisses my head. "You could always sleep with me and see if you still have nightmares."



I turn on his lap. "I'm not ready to share a bed with you. I need to go slow, Jensen."



"We'll go at whatever pace you feel comfortable with beautiful."



A knock at the door brings us back to reality.



Jensen yells. "Come in."



A woman with blonde hair, tanned skin, long legs, curvy steps into the room. "You have a guest in the waiting room, Sir. She doesn't have an appointment."



Jensen looks at her. "I'll be out there in a moment." He whispers in my ear. "Uma, is my secretary." He turns to her. "Uma, this is my wife Joy."



She gives me a dirty look. "So, this is the woman that you left me for? She won't give you everything that I could." She exits the room.



I really hate that woman.



Jensen looks at me. "I need to see who's here without an appointment."



I rise. "I'll come with you."



Jensen and I exit the room and we make our way to the waiting room.



Cindy smiles. "Hey, bro. I came here to see if you wanted to grab a bite to eat with me. But, I see your wife here has taken care if you."