Living with Wren had to be the best days of my life. It had taken two days to haul all my things over to his house. We had invited Desmond over and we all had red wine as we pulled box after box from the truck Wren had rented.
It took a day to get my things sorted and arranged in the house. In our house. It was our house now. That same night we went out for celebration with Desmond who brought Nick along, the two of them holding hands but not addressing it, so Wren and I decided not to bring it up. Yet.
They were really cute.
Almost as cute as Wren and I were.
The days turned into weeks and Wren worked from 9-5, always taking me to and picking me up from work. It really pleased him to be able to do that. Ever since we started living together, it seemed like our sex life had reached new heights and Wren seemed like he was always horny. His sex drive was quite strong and don't even get me started about his stamina.
Week turned to months and it was almost time for him for the exhibit of new releases and when Wren and his company had sent out invites, giving the date, time and dress code, the news of it had immediately hit the news sites and blogs. The RSVPs came rolling in and Wren. . . he seemed happy about it and not stressed out a little bit.
He was excited about this but he wouldn't tell me about the main piece. I had seen the mock up on the other jewellery he made but I had not seen the main piece yet. He was very silent about it and I didn't want to snoop around and ruin it, it seemed like he really wanted to surprise me.
The shareholder's meeting for Walst. Wren and his siblings had been summoned to appear at the board meeting. He had asked me to tag along and I agreed. Wren had pulled on a black shirt buttoned up with matching black pants, waistcoat and a jacket. His hair was styled off his face, a custom made watch around his wrist, the gold cuff-links I had bought for him the other week, tucked into the wrist of his shirt.
I, on the other hand, pulled on a black shirt with thin white stripes, high-waisted black pants, sneakers. I had the necklace Wren had given me wrapped around my neck, the bracelet around my wrist. My hearing aids were on and covered by my hair, the front styled in a messy fringe.
For the occasion, Wren had brought in the company's driver who took us to the Walst twelve story building. Wren walked out first and made his way over to the side of my car and opened the doors for me. Once I was out and my hand was wrapped around my husband's arm, we walked into the building.
We were five minutes late. But what a way to make an appearance. The guard at the door pulled it open and we stepped in. Everyone turned to the door and I stood my ground, glaring at Wren's siblings, Mark and Lena. They looked so much like him but were nothing like my husband.
Everyone stared as Wren led me to a free seat, pulling back the chair for me and waiting till I was seated before falling into the seat beside me. I smiled at August who smiled back at me. Loving the look of surprise on Mark and Lena's face.
The meeting continues until August gets up and openly says. "I want Wren to take over this company." he went on to explain his belief in Wren, about Wren's jewelry company, their stocks, sales and how they had not once failed.
There was a poll where he asked everyone present to raise their hands if they wanted Wren as the president of the company. Wren reached out and placed his hand on my thigh while I placed my hand on his squeezing a little bit. We had a long talk about this already and came up with plans as well.
Out of the twenty eight people present, except me, twenty six people raised their hands. One could guess the two people who didn't.
Wren pressed a kiss to my cheek when he was called up to stand beside his father.
