Being married was not that bad. Actually I was having a lot of fun with it. After leaving my parents' house, I felt relieved. I did not need to feel trapped inside my own home anymore. I was free.
My routine has changed. I woke up early and sometimes Paul was not in bed with me. But in others, he'd come so late and he was tired, that I'd wake him up first. Anyway, those who wake up first empty their breakfast. And we had a rule not dictated that we always had coffee together. Paul would take me to school and Olivia's driver would pick me up at the exit.
And we only saw each other again at night. Juliet was great and accepted me well, her food was wonderful. I even decided to learn some little things from her. And she taught well.
My friends always visited and Paul did not seem to care. The first time the two of them came to visit me, we spent the afternoon together and when it was too late, they decided to sleep here. I asked him about it.
_ Is it okay if Kelly and Tessa sleep here tonight? _ Paul was still in office and it was the first time I called him.
"Lisa, you do not have to ask me that kind of thing," he told me over the phone. "Remember what I said to you. This house is as yours as mine is now. You do not have to ask me that. Tell the girls that they are always welcome.
_ I know. Thank you, "she told him.
_ Do not worry about it. I'm going to be a little late today. Have fun with your friends.
Jake was also a constant figure here, but he came only when Paul was here or when the girls came too. I went to my parents' house whenever they called us to dinner with them. It was kind of weird but we were going anyway.
The best was Olivia his mother. She called me to go out with her whenever I was free and we went to the mall often buy things. I who had donated many of my clothes were already recovering them all. Although this time I would certainly use them. And I liked them.
But now I had grown accustomed to this life. Paul had given me an unlimited credit card and said I should use it whenever I wanted to. Money was not a problem for me, he made that clear on that. Paul never touched me improperly or in fact anyway. He tried hard not to count. Which was weird. Tessa and Kelly thought that, too.
We were talking about this in an Ed F. class while we were playing ball.
"Actually, he did not touch you?" Kelly lowered her voice to say, after all in school no one knew I was married.
But people commented on why I was always going to school accompanied by Paul Drummond, the successful entrepreneur of the Drummond companies. Some of the students knew Paul was because his parents did business together.
"I did not put my glasses insecure." He said he would not touch me.
"Is that good?" Tessa asked, watching me.
"Of course not," Kelly answered quickly.
"Why?" I asked in surprise.
"You know what that might mean?" She asked me, but did not wait for an answer. "It may mean he has no sexual interest in you.
In a somewhat bizarre way I liked this possibility, but at the same time I did not like it. I did not even understand myself at the moment.
_ But that's good_ Tessa commented looking at me, seeing if it was not hurting my feelings_ I mean, we have 16 years. Although some girls around here have already lost their virgins. We're not ready for this, right? "She asked me and looked at Kelly for confirmation.
I agreed, I did not feel ready to have sex with anyone. Just imagining it made him ashamed.
"I'm not ready for this yet," I agreed, looking at Kelly, waiting.
"I do not," she agreed, shrugging nonchalantly. "But what would you think if he got a mistress?"
"I would not like that," I realized. The possibility of Paul betraying me with a mistress did not please me. But I could not do anything about it if he did something like that.
"I do not think so," Kelly agreed, thinking about it.
"Except to go back to your parents' house," Tessa commented.
I did not like that possibility either.
Three months went by and things were going well. I got out of bed and Paul was not in the room. I got ready to go to school excited because there was only one week left for the summer holidays.
I went into the kitchen ready to leave. Paul was at the table just packing some things on top of her.
_ Good morning_ said lively sitting me. He looked at me in surprise.
_ Good morning_ he observed me closely also sitting_ You look good. Anything good going on?
_ Surely_ smiles at him_ The summer holidays are coming.
_ Ferias_ he commented_ It has been a while since I did not shoot fairs_ commented either.
"Do you think you can take a few days off?" I asked him carefully. The girls and I wanted to go somewhere, so if Paul went with us, it would be good for me.
_ I think so_ he looked at me curiously_ Do you want to go somewhere?
"Yes," I replied, smiling hopefully. "Can you do that?"
He thought about it while he ate.
_ Yeah, I think I can. Where do you want to go?
"I have to think about it," I told him carefully.
"Is not it just the two of us?" He interrupted me with a half smile.
"Do you mind?" I asked. "Because if you do not want to, we can go both."
_ No_ he started to clear the table, I hurried to help clean everything so we could leave. It's okay not to be just the two of us. Anyway, I can bet Jake would definitely follow us if we decided to go it alone.
I put some things in the refrigerator and he filled the dishwasher. I grabbed my backpack and he got his briefcase. In the car on the way to school we were silent. I remembered talking to the girls about Paul with a lover and turned to him.
"Have you ever thought about having a mistress?" I asked suddenly.
He looked at me in surprise.
"What?" He asked me.
"Have you ever thought about having a lover?" I repeated the question.
"Where did that come from?" He looked at me and then at the street. "I did not think of that," he replied.
"But you want it?" I insisted.
"No," he replied to me, frowning. "Why are you asking that?"
_Nothing_ answered_Just realized that you are a grown man with needs of an adult man.
We were silent again. We were almost at school.
"I do not mean to have a mistress," he reassured me after a while.
"Because of me?" I asked.
He stopped the car at the school door and looked at me, his gaze intense.
_ Yes_ replied_ Because of you.
We stood staring at each other for a moment. The sound of someone knocking at my window made me jump scared. Damn everybody, I thought, looking at Greg's face. I looked at Paul again and he was not looking at me anymore. He was concentrating on Greg, opening the door for me.
"See you later," I told him.
"Of course," he replied.
I got out of the car and he left. I looked at Greg by my side waiting to know what the hell he wanted.
"So," he remarked, watching the car pull away. "It sounds like you and Paul Drummond are doing really well.
_It's true_ I agreed.
"What's going on between you guys?" He asked me.
In recent months Greg has spoken more and more with me. And that was really weird to me, even my friends he treated well.
"We're married," I said, watching her reaction.
He laughed, amused.
"No, seriously, what kind of relationship do you two have?"
_ We are friends_ talking about my friends waited for me at the top of the stairs, I waved at them_ I have to go Greg, we'll talk later.
I approached her.
"What was that?" Kelly mocked looking over my shoulder. "Do not tell me you're cheating.
"Of course not," I replied irritably. "Forget it! The holidays are coming, where do you want to go?
_ Yes, that's it_Tessa was excited_ Let's decide where to go soon.
_ Paul said he can take a few days off _ I told her_ He said that goes wherever we want.
"Like that?" Kelly asked me.
"Are you complaining?" I asked her. "Jake, too." So let's think about where we want to go on vacation.
"Great," Kelly agreed. "But it has to be a cool place.
_ I agree.
And by the end of the day we had already decided where we wanted to go. I just hope these summer holidays are wonderful.