my wife

chapter 32

Luckily I survived the exams. It was so stressful but I think that I've handled it well. I also worked something out with Emilio, I will take an internship for management at Emilio's company for this year and if I like it, I can work there as a manager after I graduate.

Right now I'm packing for Italy. I don't even know what to pack. I haven't been in Europe in forever.

"Emilio. What should I pack? I don't know what to take along.", I stare at my, still empty, suitcase.

"Just pack some basic things that you need. We'll go shopping. My mom always talks about where she wants to take you.", he walks upstairs.

"Naw your mom is such a cutie. But still, help me. What are you taking along.", I look at him.

"I still have clothes at home, so only a couple of slacks and t-shirts.", seriously? He's really not helping at all.

"You. Are. Not. Helping at all."

"Sorry, honey. I really am but just take simple and comfortable clothes with you. There is no reason the be stressing over clothes. Relax. We're only visiting my family, nothing dramatic. They don't care about what you wear.", he sits down beside me.

"Are you serious? They might not care but I care. It's not like you're just bringing a girl home, you're bringing your wife home. What do I do if they don't like me or they want us to divorce?"

"Hey, stop. What are you doing? Stop, panicking. Everything is fine. Relax. Look at me. Look me in the eyes and breathe.", he lifts my chin, forcing me to look at him.

I breathe just as he said and cut loose a little bit. It really does help, but to be honest I'm still freaking out, I've already talked to his parents on the phone. They are such nice people, I'm just scared that I'll say or do something wrong.

"Now that you've come down, forget about packing. You go downstairs and do something, I'll do the packing because if there's something wrong about your clothes then it's my fault."

"Fine.", I walk into the living room and face time Ivy.

"Hey, how are you?", she picks up.

"Hey, I'm fine, what are you doing? You look stressed.", I settle on the couch.

"I'm meeting Jae's dad this evening and I'm really freaking out."

"Why. What's going on?", I pour myself a glass of water.

"This thing with Jae is getting really serious and after the party last time the sex, wow, it was phenomenal. Anyways, the day after he asked me if I wanted to meet his dad and I said yes. The big problem now is, I have no idea whatsoever, what do you wear?", she starts biting her lip. She always bites her lips when she's nervous and she won't even stop if they start bleeding.

"Are you really ready to meet them tonight?"

"Honestly, I don't know. Now it's getting so real. I mean, I really like Jae and I think it's a long-term thing but meeting his dad makes me feel anxious. Don't get me wrong, I'm excited for the meeting, it's just what if his dad doesn't like me-"

"Okay, stop. Shut up. Ivy, relax. Breathe. I understand what you're feeling and I know that it's overwhelming. Talk to Jae and tell him about your concerns, I'm sure he'll understand. And now where're you guys meeting up?"

"At an expensive restaurant."

"How expensive?", I raise a brow.

"Very expensive."

"One-noodle on plate expensive?"

"One-noodle on plate expensive.", she nods.

I get up and run up the stairs.

"What are you doing?", Ivy asks me.

"Thinking about your outfit.", I enter my bedroom.

"Emilio, if you were to meet your partners' parents at a very expensive restaurant what would you wear?", he looks at me all confused.

"Not me, Ivy's meeting her future dad-in-law.", I look at him with that c'mon look.

"I would go for something classy, neat and it needs a little bit of a personal touch."

"Do you have something like that?", I look at my phone.

"I'm sure I'll find something, thanks sweetie.", she hangs up.

"How's it going?", I rush over to Emilio.

"Everything's done. Tomorrow we have breakfast and then leave for our flight.", he glides his hands around my hips.

"When's our flight?", I look him in the eyes.

"Any time you want.", he kisses me.