Mastering Wren

Ch.14 An Invitation

An Invitation

I wear grey tracksuits and a black leather and grey fabric sleeved hoodie. I felt pretty damn smart-casual as I kick back on my balcony in my hammock. Yes, I had a hammock but I flipping loved it and so did Mr. Fox. He was curled up on my thighs while I petted him and watched the night sky.

Clouds were passing by the full moon while the stars were pretty much non-existent from light pollution.

I check my phone. 7.30pm now.

Theo was late so I was cuddling Mr. Fox closely, occasionally biting my lower lip as I tried to keep my anxiety at bay. I didn't want to think about why he was late or if he was so busy that he forgot about me.

Mr. Fox eventually curls up, arching his back as he stretches and his paws kneed at my thighs. He meows and sits, watching the kitchen.

"You see a fly, kitty?" I whisper, turning my head.

I nearly flip out of the hammock at who I see standing in my apartment.

Theo is already in, looking around confused because I'm not inside. He hasn't spotted me on the balcony yet.

I quickly roll out of the fabric, lunge for the door and slide it open before he decides to get pissed off about my disappearing act.

"I didn't hear you knock," I say quickly, placing Mr. Fox on the ground, I shut the sliding doors and then eye his suit, "Why are you still in work clothes?"

"I like wearing this," Theo answers slowly, eyes narrowing. He was disapproving of my comment.

I shrug and point to the sink.

"Need a drink, boss?" I ask, before stuffing my hands in my track suit pockets, smiling, "It was a nice joke you made today, really had me rattled for a while actually."

"A joke, Wren?" Theo asks, raising an eyebrow, "Come on, get your work clothes for tomorrow. We're going."

I pause, mouth open... and then I just choose to nod and I walk into my room to get my stuff.

I had accepted I was staying over at his tonight. I had also spent the last few hours debating whether or not he was serious about punishing me and what would happen if I didn't think of a good reason for him not too.

I had mostly believed him. Now I surely did.

The problem was, I hadn't thought of anything to please him. I had spent the whole day debating his intentions, questioning what he said...

Now I was fucked.

I walk out to him holding a plastic bag of work clothes.

He eyes the plastic shopping bag with disbelief.

"So I have to buy you a new bag too, do I?" he asks, dryly. I can't help but think if he was actually my Dominant, he was constantly disappointed in me today. I could feel his frustration.

"You don't have to buy me anything... boss," I mutter as I walk past him for the door, feeling content with nothing. I was oddly feeling numb, actually, "You never did that lock for my door, by the way –"

"I will be. Do you remember what I said this morning, Wren? There's nothing for you to be complaining about, so shut it," Theo is fed up as he opens my door and I feel myself suddenly apprehensive about following him.

But my feet move anyway.

I say goodbye to Mr. Fox. I left him with enough food for tonight and tomorrow and I cleaned his kitty litter. He was all set.