The Unwanted Bride (The Billionaire's Bride Book 1) (completed) ✔️

6. 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."

She leans close to me. "There's been talk that he's travelling to Sydney for a business deal."

I zip my lips. "I won't say a word to him."

I pick up my handbag and leave the security area. I take a bite of the snickers bar and step into the lift.

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."