Chapter 37
Chapter Thirty-Seven
Theo
I don’t recall ever being this content. I have the TV on, but the volume is low. Wren’s voice filters in from her room, and I’m not so patiently waiting for her to take her lunch break. I was expecting things to simmer between us as the days passed, but our desire to be near one another hasn’t let up, and I can’t stop fucking her.
The mere idea of having her underneath or riding me is enough to get me hard. There was a reason I stopped recording so often: I was bored of sex. Yet, with Wren, things are different. I crave the sounds she makes. I want her body against mine, her nails raking against my skin. Her murmurs and cries that fill the room are the fuel that drives me. And fuck, is it impossible to resist.
I’ve lost track of the days. That’s what this woman has done to me. She sent me into a reality where time doesn’t exist. The only essence I need to survive is her, and it’s bliss. I didn’t know how dull my life was until she moved in, and almost a month later, I can’t imagine not having her within these walls. And I don’t have to because she’s not going anywhere.
Deciding to make myself useful, I get on my feet and head into the kitchen to make lunch. I scan the food in the refrigerator and wish Wren and I had the chance to go to the store sooner because our options are slim. So, I pull out my phone, opting to scroll through the delivery app to find some takeout.
Huh, this place is new. Usually, we order sandwiches or gluten-free Thai food. We haven’t had pizza in a while, which is odd considering it’s her favorite.
As I pick out the food, a rush of happiness runs through me. This is my life, and fuck, is it everything I ever wanted.
When Wren opens her door, I already have the food prepared for us on the living room table and our show playing on the TV. I’ve learned that not only am I protective of my girl, but she is and will always be mine, and I’ll do everything I can to ensure she knows how important she is to me.
“What’s this?”
“A new pizzeria opened, and I thought we should give it a try.”
“Seriously?” She opens the box for the gluten-free pizza, and her eyes widen. “It smells divine.”
The air fills with the enticing scent of the freshly baked crust, crispy and golden. It’s followed by the rich, tangy scent of tomato sauce, with a hint of garlic, oregano, and basil, creating a savory base that permeates the air. The cheese is melted perfectly, and when she gets herself a slice, it pulls and snaps.
“This is gluten-free?” she asks with an arched brow.
“That and the fries.”
“This just might be the best day of my life. Thank you, baby.” Sitting beside me, she kisses my cheek and hugs me before digging in.
“Eat your heart out. You deserve it.”
Dancing in her seat, she sways back and forth while chewing. Before I make my plate, I admire her with a soft smile. There are several things I regret in life, but I can say for certain that Wren isn’t one of them. I’m a better person because of her. Without Wren, I would be a husk lost in the depth of his mind. Without her, I might not even be here today.