Maid to Serve Them

Chapter 23

Henry and I make our way to the pool house getting there before the rest of his family, giving me time to oogle my men. They are all in slacks with button up shirts, looking easily classy and sexy. I give Bridger a quick kiss, then return to Henry's side as her parents arrive.

"Gin and tonic," Daphine tells Mr. Von Don.

"Jack, boys, how's life treating you?" Richard asks as we all take out seats.

"Very well sir, we've been selling a lot overseas." Jack gruffs, I know he hates talking to anyone outside our group.

Mr. Von Don makes us each a drink a bit too slowly, the rest of my adult soon to be in laws arrive and are left waiting for a while to be served.

"Henry, you really should hire a second bartender." Daphine says.

I giggle, my hand flies up to cover my mouth, I slowly put it down straightening up, "Sorry ma'am, I usually serve everyone."

She looks startled, "That isn't how you do things anymore darling." She pats my knee. "We hire staff for that."

"You see mother, Wrenly was previously staff, and we haven't filled her previous position." He looks into my eyes, his brown eyes smolder. "I know what you're going to say but I don't care, I love Wrenly."

His mother looks at me as if I were an impostor, she holds her tongue on saying anything rude though. "So Wrenly, what does you family do?"

"They have old money so they don't need to work, however they just keep adding to it, they are in real estate in southern cali."

She looks relieved.

"Then why on earth did you become staff?" Claudia asks.

"To do something different before I'm married off." I explain, not going into my love of helping people.

Becky grins, "I was a bartender when Liam and I first met. It drove my parents insane." I'm liking her even more.

After we've finished our drinks we go to the sitting room where dinner is served. I can't even pronounce the dish Miss Gomez serves us, it's delightful though.

"So when is my baby brother going to purpose to the lovely Wrenly?" Liam jokes.

Henry chokes on his wine, "Brother must you ruin everything?"

"This is the only woman you have ever introduced to the family, let alone lived with. So I conclude she must be the one."

Henry rolls his eyes taking my hand, "She is the one but we haven't discussed marriage."

Daphine throws up her hands, "Goodness, Wrenly do you plan on settling down and marrying or are you a progressive woman that doesn't believe in marriage?"

I hold in a giggle, "I believe in marriage. I think I'll be ready to settle down soon, just not quite yet. My sister marries next month and I would never take away her spotlight."

"That's very kind of you darling," Daphine says.

I smile sipping my vodka mango juice, "I would think it's what any decent person would do."

Henry kisses my cheek, "Shall we go entertain ourselves in the lounge?"

"No, we're all off to bed." Liam says, "We'll see you tomorrow evening."

"Good night." I say, once they leave I tell my guys that I'm going swimming. Henry swats my ass making me yelp, "Hey!" I protest.

"I'm going to play some games," Henry says.

Koen and Forest join me for my nightly swim, the rest have other things to do. I quickly change into my favorite red suit then head to the pool with Koen who I met up with in the hallway. Forest is already in the pool on the edge sipping wine.

Koen and I swim a few laps before I wonder aloud. "How would being married to all of you work?"

Koen answers, "For outward appearances we could tell everyone you are only with Henry, or you could admit you're in a relationship with eight guys and be the most famous poly family."

"I don't want attention being brought to any of you." I say, "I guess publicly I'll just marry Henry." I sigh.

"You act like that's a bad thing." Forest chuckles.

"What would be bad is some press person trying to dig into your past and finding out you don't legally exist anymore." I retort.

"True, though I'm sure if you really wanted we could fake some sort of pasts." Koen says.

"No, we're already keeping enough from our living families, no need to keep more from them." I tread water for a moment, swimming over to drink more of my mango vodka. "What do Henry's parents think about him not physically aging?"

"At the moment they think he's aging well. We'll have to fake his death in a few more years, sell off this place or have you run it while we start another under new identities elsewhere." Forest says.