The Bodyguard - Completed.

Chapter Three

Using the side mirror, she watched them talk and walk around the car, her heart roaring in her ears, licking suddenly dry lips. She never should have talked him into it. Breaking the law wasn't something she did. Of all the rotten luck. And she didn't even have a licence on her. That had been disqualified. They talked some more on the edge of the road, arms crossed, behind the car, and then the policemen were walking back to their police car. She unclipped the seatbelt, and opened the door, climbing out. Caleb joined her side.

"What did you do?" She asked, amazed.

"Told them you had diplomat immunity, and they couldn't touch you, even if they wanted to. They didn't, just admiring the car."

"What? They pulled me over to admire the car," she squawked. "Are they even allowed to do that?" She looked up at him. "You didn't really do that?" Her eyes lit up. "Diplomat immunity thingy, I must remember that one."

"No, you won't, now back to your seat, and no more driving for you." She eyed him closer, and then threw her arms around his neck, taking him completely off guard.

"Thank you, its bad enough, I have another three months left, before I can ever drive again."

"We shall see," he added thoughtfully. Easing back, she waved at the police, then walked around and lowered into the passenger seat again. It had been fun behind the wheel and driving such a car. Once in a lifetime. She reached across and squeezed his arm.

"Thank you, for letting me do that. I know it wasn't right, and I won't ask again, but I  did miss driving."

He looked across and expression softened ever so slightly. "Just this once and we won't make a habit of it, would we, princess." She nodded in agreement. Contented, she settled back into her seat, and pointed out landmarks and trees, telling him what they were. "You really are a book of information, are you not?"

"Born and breed here. I'm sure you know lots about your own country as well."

"That I do," he smiled.

Finally, they turned right, and back on track with much wider road, as they headed though the countryside, and at a comfortable speed. They passed another animal sign of a kangaroo. "Why do they have them?" He asked with interest.

Jodie looked behind. "Sorry?" She missed it, whatever it was.

"Those kangaroo road signs. Showing us visitors what they look like?"

"Believe me, you do need to know," she smiled, liking the fact, he didn't pretend he knew. "They can cross the road, and they have taken out a car or two, with one bounding jump, or completely trash the front, if you hit one."

His foot eased off the accelerator. "You are kidding?"

"I kid you not, just don't try to hit one. I do love my roos, though can be mean brutes. One hit with their tail and whoosh," with her hand, she showed someone flying through the air, then collapsed back in her chair, eyes closed, tongue hanging out sideways.

"Nice place you have here," he noted dryly. She eyed him with one eye, and then sat up straighter. "One couple was trapped under the car roof for hours, because a big red jumped on the roof, and that happened in Mildura, which is a country city."

"Thank goodness, we only have wild camels."

"So do we. Millions of them. So many of them they had to be culled. Some are caught and shipped off to the Middle East. One house in the outback was completely demolished by wild out of control camels."

"As if we don't have enough," he muttered under his breath, turning his head slightly towards her. She could feel his eyes on her under those dark glasses. "You know an awful lot about such things."