Not Until We Tried

Chapter One

“I love you,” Eric Anderson smiled, an adoring look in his eyes. He closed the door, leaving his wife in bed. Her first meeting of the day was a work lunch and she had spent the previous evening preparing it. This gave her the opportunity to stay in bet for a while longer. Working as hard as she did, she really deserved that.

Eric got into his black Lexus which had cost him a painful amount of money but was worth every dollar. After Tina, it was his biggest love. He’d hug it if he could. He could never get enough of the smoothness of this car and even better were the jealous looks of his emplyees and friends. He knew how many of them could only dream about this car.

Yes, he had done something really good in his previous life because he seemed to be born the luckiest man on Earth. His father had his own steel company and was a millionaire. Eric never had to ask his parents anything and when he did, he got it within the second. His mother was devoted to his father and they were both still very much alive and in love. A few years back, Eric had found out that his father had been having an affair with his secretary and confronted his old man. Jonathan Anderson had immediately ended this and had plead his son not to tell Jan, his beloved wife. Eric hadn’t and was happy that it had ended.

He had never really got into trouble – altough that probably had more to do with his father’s money than with his behaviour. In high school, his grades were excellent and he was the star and captain of the football team. It had been like a fairytale, or one of those movies, when he first kissed the head of the cheerleaders, Tina Kennard. She had not fallen for him immediately, on the contrary. Had had to fight for her, but ultimately she gave him a chance and he proved to be worthy of her love. When he had got into Yale, she followed him there.

Again, his grades were magnificent and he also was a popular bloke. Girls would throw themselves at him, but he generally stayed faithful to his girlfriend. He had only had sex with two girls in those three years. On the same day they graduated, he proposed her. She had said yes and a few months later, they married. It had been a big white wedding, one of those that only seem to occur in romantic movies, books or a little girl’s dream. There wasn’t a thing he wouldn’t do for his woman. Soon, he had bought a huge villa, but Tina didn’t like that. She wanted to start in an appartment, walk the regular way. He had agreed, knowing that she was a very normal girl and she also liked living a normal life. Of course, the appartment had to be a penthouse. She had given in to that.