"Darling, I told you, you don't have to go with me. I can manage to go to TAM Network to discuss the terms of the contract with Mr. Baxter and Mr. Halloway. I'll take the Bentley, you go on to your meeting with your new business associates," said Jennifer as she gave her face a last brush of powder and slipping on her Valentino lacca leather peep-toe sling back sandals to match her notched collar, double-breasted button front marigold perforated Gucci trench before giving Jonathan a gentle kiss, preventing him to protest before she could run down the stairs.

Jonathan fixed his Armani tie and hurriedly followed behind her heels. "I told Deanne to move the meeting this afternoon at 2:00. I want to be present when you negotiate about this proposal. I want to make sure you would not get stuck between a rock and a hard place."

Jennifer flashed him a beaming smile before engulfing him in a tight embrace. "Oh, that's so sweet… but you know the only place I get stuck in is in your arms, and on the bed." Her smile turned naughty as she teased Jonathan.

Jonathan draped his arms around her as he led her out into the driveway, "And I'll make sure that's the only place you'll ever get stuck in, now get in the car. I'm driving. Besides, I don't think you can drive in those heels."

Jonathan pushed the button of the keys of his new metallic grey Lamborghini and its two doors swung up to let the couple in.

"Impressive. But are you sure you know how to operate this thing? If you're not sure where the emergency break is, your new toy just might end up in the lake with both of us in it," smiled Jennifer.

"Well, I'm not fully familiar with it yet but I know where the important buttons are," replied Jonathan with a twinkle in his blue eyes like a little boy delighted with his new toy.

The couple enjoyed a smooth and speedy ride in their Lamborghini and reached the VIP parking lot of the TAM Network twenty minutes before their appointment. Noticing this fact, Jonathan gave Jennifer a mischievous wink.

"We're early. We have a few minutes to… you know…" said Jonathan as he reached out to Jennifer to brush her lips with his as he ran his fingers in her hair.

"Jonthan!" scolded Jennifer with a glint of mischief in her eyes.

"People are waiting for us at executive office. Can we just take a rain check after this meeting?" pleaded Jennifer in affection as she caressed Jonathan's face after the kiss.

"We should have met in high school so that we had a chance to make out in the car," joked Jonathan.

"You don't have a car back in highschool," pointed out Jennifer with a laugh.

Jonathan smiled back, "Oh yeah, you're right. I didn't have one."

"But it sure would be nice to kiss under the stars and talk about future plans…" continued Jonathan wistfully.

Jennifer gave him a quick kiss and brushed her fingers on his right cheek.

"Darling, now's not the time to be amorous. We'll be late. We'll roll out our Bentley outside the drive-way tonight so we could look at the stars and…oh no, I can't open the door. Is it jammed?"

"Press that little black button to open the door," explained Jonathan calmly.

"I already did. It wouldn't budge. Maybe the control is on your side."

Jonthan pressed what he believed was the main door switch but they were still unable to flap the two doors open.

"Jonathan, we'll be late!" exclaimed Jennifer.

"Alright. I'm working on the switches, don't panic," said Jonathan.

But after 15 minutes they were still inside the Lamborghini as Jennifer watched her husband reading the manual after several futile attempts to open the door.

"This is the problem with a fancy car. You need a manual to operate them…" sighed Jennifer as she applied powder on her nose. "Door, open. Please!" she cried in exasperation and before she could utter another word, the two doors swung up to let them out.

Jonathan and Jennifer were stunned for a moment, gave each other a little smile and shrugged before stepping out of the car.

Jennifer gave a little yelp as she stepped out of the car, almost colliding with a salt-n-pepper haired gentleman in a brown suit that was standing close to the car. The car was heavily tinted that they didn't notice there was someone by the car door.

"I'm sorry to have startled you Mrs. Hart. My, you really are quite lovely. Your newspaper photos don't do you any justice…" said the moustachioed gentleman.

"Thank you for the compliment…Mr… uhm…"

"Halloway. Pardon me to have intruded to a private interlude with your husband… which of course is pretty understandable… a lovely young couple, " uttered Mr. Halloway in embarrassment.

Jonathan smiled in slight amusement while Jennifer turned a touch of pink in embarrassment. "No, uhm, it's not that…we weren't… what I meant was our car is new and Mr. Hart couldn't seem to open the door," explained Jennifer earnestly.

"When we were informed by security that you were still inside your car after being parked for more than fifteen minutes we began to panic. We thought something bad might have happened…" explained a much older gentleman beside Jonathan.

Jonathan and the much older gentleman shook hands and walked over to Jennifer and Mr. Halloway. He introduced himself as Mr. Baxter.

"We apologize for the alarm we might have caused you. We didn't expect the Lamborghini to be giving us trouble in opening the door. One minute we were locked, the next thing we know the door just swung open," said Jonathan.

"Oh, you must have accidentally pressed the 'hands-free' button. It makes the car functions voice activated instead of manual," explained Mr. Halloway.

"I see. I'll check them out before we leave. Do you have this car model as well?" asked Jonathan as the two gentlemen led them into the building and up the elevator to the executive floors.

"Unfortunately, I don't. I would love to have one but I couldn't afford that model. I have fascination with luxury cars. In fact I have 15 luxury cars in my possession."

"That's quite expensive to maintain," commented Jonathan.

"Well, I try to keep the cars at 15 the most. If I buy a new one, I get rid of one I like the least or the oldest one. What about you, Mr. Hart, what is your hobby, anything you love to collect apart from business acquisition that is?"

Jonathan replied with a smile, "Well, I'm neither attached nor fascinated with anything tangible…except my wife."

Without much thought, as though it was something so trivial and unimportant, Jennifer grabbed Jonathan's picture from the bedside table and shoved it inside her over-flowing large LV luggage before throwing herself on top of it in order to zip it close.

"Mrs. H, I can't believe you just dumped Mr. H in there like that," said Max as he effortlessly zipped the luggage.

Max had been watching Jennifer from the doorway for sometime before helping her zip up her luggage when he noticed she was having hard time zipping it. He was both excited and sad about Jennifer being away for 15 days. But it was for a good cause indeed, and she'll be home before he could say 'Timbuktu'. Besides, it would be quite an experience for her to be out in the jungle, playing different physical challenges and meeting other people.

Jennifer's casual expression suddenly changed.

"Max, you know how emotional I can get where Jonathan is concerned. I don't want to think about it, I don't want to look back lest I change my mind about going to this reality show in the jungle."

"You're not afraid of the outback and the jungle, are you Mrs. H?" said Max as he closed the wheels and carried the heavy luggage down the stairs.

"Of course not, I'm more concerned about being away from Jonathan for 15 days. We have never been apart for more than 5 days tops and that is only on emergency cases. His face is the last one I see before I go to sleep, and the first one I see when I wake up in the morning. Giving him a kiss is the first thing I do every morning. I know 15 days isn't such a long time but still…"

"Don't you worry, Mrs. H. Who knows, you might get voted out early and you wouldn't have to finish the 15 days, of course I don't want you to lose but it's the only way for you to go before your 15 days is up," said Max hopefully.

"Well, that would be an easy way out. I only agreed to do this because the network agreed to a free 200 hours, 60 second spot of infomercials about the WH Wildlife Foundation and the preservation of wildlife. If I'm voted out, the WH Wildlife Foundation would receive a quarter of a million dollars from the TAM Network after my stint but if I'm the last man standing, the network will double it to half a million dollars."

"Do you know the other celebrities who will be with you in the show?" asked Max.

"No. I was told we will all meet one another on the first day. We will be served lunch and refreshments before the beginning of the show."

"Are you allowed to take your cellphone at least?" asked Max.

"I think we're allowed to make phone calls in between takes," replied Jennifer.

"Did they tell you why they chose you for the show?" asked Max.

"Well, apparently, they were impressed by the journalistic works I have done, and currently I'm one of the most talked about celebrities-Wife of a Business Tycoon, a beautiful Commercial Model, a remarkable Investigative Journalist. They called me the fun, fearless femme fatale. They believe I would spice up the show. I don't know if I should take that as a compliment," laughed Jennifer.