Ideal Marriage
underneath the cheek, and a warm body that was conformed to his against its back.
     

 

     
     

Chapter 8

 

     
     

     
    The airplane separated from the track and landed slowly in a deprived parking of the domestic airport of Sydney.
    Serg was waiting for them with the Bentley.
    After putting the handbags in the maletero, Serg was put to the steering wheel and it went to the districts of the east of Sydney.
    Gabbi sank in the seat and watched the landscape after the window.
    The traffic began to increase, mainly in the main streets, to one hour in which people went to her work.
    In one hour, Gabbi would be one of them.
    The shirt of informal cotton was watched that took putting, the trousers and the slippers.
    It would not take in changing and putting a suit, averages and heels.
    At that moment it even had the sensation of which Benedict was thinking about the businesses that waited for it throughout the day.
    Marie served the breakfast to the few minutes from its arrival to the house, and shortly after the eight, Gabbi was put to the steering wheel and followed the car of Benedict towards the exit of the mansion.
    It would be a day of enough work.
    Gabbi requested that they took the lunch to him to his office.
    In the evening, it had to wait for a confirmation by fax, reason why the six were done to him from afternoon returning to house and leaving their car.
    When Monique was guest took the freedom of not arriving precise, but when she was the host of some supper or meeting insisted much on the puntualidad.
    That supposed that Gabbi had twenty minutes to shower, to get dressed, to make up itself and to fix the hair.
    The jacket of the suit began to undo while it raised running the plant of above.
    One took off the heel shoes, so that when it arrived at the room only it it had left to open to the rack of his skirt and some that another button of its shirt still.
    Benedict raised the Vista while an eyebrow was shaved and was nauseated when it saw it enter the dormitory.
    " you do not ask to me " Gabbi said to him while it went to the shower and it opened it.
    One would put black trousers of silk with top and a jacket to game, shoes of heel and gold jewels.
    The gathered hair, a little maquillaje to emphasize its eyes, and already would be ready.
    Gabbi at least did not stop to think, but that it followed with his tasks great speed, until finished, obtaining an acceptable result, thought, watching themselves at the mirror.
    It gathered the purse at night and it watched Benedict, who was observing it with curiosity and a certain degree of picardía.
    " Nobody would say that you have obtained that result in so just a short time " he commented while they lowered the stairs and they went to the garage.
    " I will breathe deeply and think about something pretty " she said.
    She tried to do it, but she did not serve to him as much.
    On the contrary, as they were moved away of the mansion and approaching the house of James and Monique, to him she was become a knot in the stomach.
    It was a triviality, because Annaliese would not do anything outside place in the presence of Monique and of James.
    " Wanted…
    " Annaliese with a kiss in both cheeks saluted ".
    Two of my favorite people…
    " said with a shining smile while it put between Gabbi and Benedict and took hold of the arm them ".
    You come to the hall.
    It watched at Gabbi with his suit of black celebration, and its fit dress was watched black.
    " He is peculiar, beloved, it seems that we have the same taste in clothes " it commented with a smile.
    "the difference is that I pay my clothes, whereas you buy clothes of Calvin Klein and Alaia with the credit card of James", thought Gabbi.
    But one said that he did not have to follow with those thoughts.
    The house of its father was beautiful, decorated with taste and money.
    But it felt uncomfortable whenever she visited it.
    Would be by Monique, that had been the one who had decorated it, and had changed to the things and

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