All Chapters of Jenny & Jay - Volume 2: Chapter 51 - Chapter 55

The following week, I only called Jenny late Monday night after she had closed the shop, and we set up another date for Tuesday. According to her, the shop had opened successfully, and Adam had finalized the negotiations. At least we wouldn’t have to hear about Benoit anymore.On Tuesday evening, we met in the park—it wasn’t far for either of us. She was wearing a short skirt again, paired with boots, but this time, her top was even more revealing.“Babe,” I said after she kissed me, “are you trying to drive me crazy with these outfits?” I laughed.“Is it working?” she asked with a mischievous smile.“Oh, absolutely,” I said. “I’m losing my mind over you.”“Good,” she laughed.Our date wasn’t particularly eventful—we mostly talked and kissed on a secluded bench. We agreed to meet there every afternoon.The next day, everyone arrived early for Uncle Steve’s class. I took the same seat as last week—I no longer felt the need to sit lower. As soon as he walked in, the room fell silent.“We

Slowly, my life at university settled into a rhythm.Daryl and Aaron found out I transferred here, and they were happy about it. I spent several evenings a week at my girlfriend’s place, swam in the mornings, met up with our friends weekly, and once a month, I went home to do house calls with Uncle Steve. Jenny would either translate or study, but she always came home with me. After she and Adam finished negotiations, she only took on interpreting jobs in rare cases.I was balanced and happy, and my girlfriend shone more brightly each day. She was finally starting to believe that I truly loved her. I was sure plenty of people tried to win her over, but I trusted her completely.At university, no one knew I was Uncle Steve’s apprentice, but in every lecture, I had to be able to answer at least one of his personalized questions.“Are we going to the game tomorrow?” Da

 On Monday morning, we headed to school, but I knew that during the week, I’d only see her in the evenings because of the shop. “Where were you this weekend, Jay?” Phil asked before class. “With my girlfriend.” “You got a girlfriend pretty fast,” he laughed. “Luckily, that’s never been a problem,” I laughed. I didn’t feel like telling them who she was. Until midweek, our evenings together at her place were all we had. Once Paul returned, I usually slept at the dorm. A few more months, and we’d be together every day anyway. On Friday, after school, I drove us home—we took one car, so we had time to talk. “Babe,” I starte