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We Got Married

"Yes"


He offered his hand to her to help her up from the bed. Then he began to whisper in her ear, he decided it was best to make sure from the start that she had no wrong ideas. "I think you are a beautiful woman, one of the most I've ever seen in my life, but unfortunately women aren't my type, so we can easily share the room and not be lonely" he separated from her ear to see what she had to say.
 
Genevieve giggled as she stood.


"Oh I know." She said before walking into the master bedroom.
 
Zachary raised his hand to speak but nothing came out as she trotted out of the bedroom and headed to the master one.


After what seemed like an eternity he decided to follow, she one upped him. "How do you know?" he said amused.
 
Genevieve laughed


"Oh please Zachary. One look at you and I could tell. The muscles, the perfect hair, plus your colic gave it away."
 
"Oh please" he started. "I'm every girl's wet dream, by your definition any straight man who greatly maintains him self shouldn't be straight"


He liked this woman, she was smart. It wasn't like he was flamboyant or anything, so she shouldn't have been able to tell so easily.


He sat on the bed, apparently his things would get here lately.
 
"Did you not hear the last bit?" She giggled and climbed onto the bed and sat behind him. She played with his hair in the back. "You have a counter clockwise colic."
 
He actually broke into laughter. "Thats it? My hair gave it away?" he rolled his eyes and leaned back into her and let him play with his hair.


He was barely ever this comfortable with anyone, but she had pierced his bubble way too fast before he could even notice what was going on.
 
Genevieve giggled


"Haven't you read that study? There was a study that correlated a counter clockwise colic in males with being homosexual."
 
He rolled his eyes.


"So yes, its fine we share beds, I don't care. Anyway do you know why I'm here? I have to make sure my company's products are getting the attention on TV that we paid for. My mother also told me to try to wind down and have some fun, doubt i'll meet anyone who can interest me that way though"


He sighed for a moment.


"You know? You are pretty cool".
 
Genevieve smiled


"Thank you Zachary." The doorbell rang and Genevieve got up and went to answer the door. When she opened the door there was no one there but there was their luggage. She smiled "Our luggage is here!" She called up to Zachary.
 
He left the room to go help with the luggage.


"Finally" he said as he acted like a man and helped with the bags to bring them up to the master bed room. Once he got the stuff there, he immediately undid his tie, dropped his business jacket and then the white shirt underneath. He relaxed as his muscles, no his entire upper body were able to finally breath. "Been in that stuffy shirt about a day, it took a while to get here. To Korea that is."


He opened one of his bags and pulled out some of his other shirts and jackets for her to see. "What do you think?" he said displaying them for her, obviously comfortable with his body. "I need to visit the headquarters of this show for a meeting or some nonsense, so I want to dress better"
 
Genevieve giggled and grabbed the rest of the bags and brought them upstairs. After she set them down she looked over at Zachary. She thought for a moment.


"I like the blue button down, do you have a sweater vest or sometime like that to go with it? I think you should go for a business casual look since we also have to go to that photo shoot."
 
He smiled and put on what she recommended and then looked in the mirror.


"Well I do look good. Unfortunately its going to be wasted on boring stuffy people in a building."


He fixed his hair again. "Do you wish to accompany me?"
 
Genevieve smiled


"Sure. I'll save you from the stuffy people." She giggled and looked in the mirror at her outfit. She had on a short,flowy, pale pink dress. She turned back to Zachary. "Does this look OK?"
 
"Sure you look lovely, you are certainly worthy of being my companion." he said as his eyes scanned her outfit.


"Shall we get going?"
 
Genevieve nodded


"Lets go." She said, grabbing his arm and leading him to the garage.
 
Zachary happily offered his arm and followed her. "Do you know where to go?" he asked.


He wondered if he would meet anyone interesting besides her here in Korea.
 
"I know where the photo shoot is. But I do not know where your little meeting is." Genevieve told him.
 
"Fair enough, if you want we can have Germain drive us everywhere" he said, looking out to her curiously, he wondered why she was in this ridiculous show, she was clearly too good for this nonsense.
 
Genevieve shook her head.


"That wont be necessary. I'm sure you and I are perfectly capable of driving ourselves." She said and climbed into the passenger seat.
 
He winced. "I errr. .. could you take this one? My leg hurts" he said in a lame manner, trying to find an excuse not to drive.
 
Genevieve raised an eyebrow at Zachary.


"Your leg hurts?" She asked in a quizzical tone
 
He gave her the glare, his beautiful green eyes could be said to have been staring at her soul. There was no way in the nine hells that he would admit to her that he can't drive. Hes never needed to, hes always had someone to do that to him.


"Yes my leg hurts, so I shouldn't put it on the gas pedal" he said as he opened the drivers seat and motioned for her to get in.
 
Genevieve crossed her arms.


"Now what the hell kind of excuse is that?" She retorted.
 
He frowned.


"The one where you shouldn't continue to pry" he said, almost starting to plead with her. He had an image to upkeep, and he doesn't know if hes being recorded.


"Please?" he said as his eyes moved away from her face, he was clearly embarrassed now and troubled by something. He had never been in such short time ever handled like this before. This woman had broken all of his personal bubbles.
 

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