8.

We were on a date. In the large yard at Wren's house.

It seems like my husband has decided that he shall always cook for me. Well, when he can because more often than not, I'd rather order Chinese or Thai food and just be a couch potato, maybe watch a series or a kdrama or maybe a movie.

It was sunny but not too hot, you know what I mean.

It's the one sunny day we have gotten and my brain short circuits. Summer was right around the corner. That means the jackets would be gone, thin shirts and maybe I'd even get to see him shirtless. Oh my.

Wren had laid out what had to be the softest blanket on the grass outback, he had handed me a bowl of frozen yogurt topped with fruits and said he would be back out. The yogurt was really good and I scrolled through twitter, laughing at the funny tweets I see and sharing them with Desmond and Wren. Yes, I finally got Wren's twitter handle.

To be completely honest, it was incredible getting to know him like this. We were taking things slow and thankfully, none of his family members have come to look for me at the store. Desmond is really close to asking for a family picture and hiring a security at the entrance of the store, so anyone who looks like Wren's family members would not be allowed in.

I was laughing at a particular video, when the sliding glass door being pushed open. Wren appears with pillows and a large picnic basket. He set the pillows down and I immediately reached for the basket.

Wren slaps my hand away and I pout at him.

"Don't do that." he signed before taking a seat, the picnic basket separating us.

"Don't do what?" I asked, softly giggling at him.

"Don't pout at me. You look so adorable." Wren signed, smiling widely as he stared at me. He reached up, softly stroking my cheeks with his hand. I leaned into the touch, looking right at Wren. Sometimes the air between us changes and I finally think he's going to kiss me.

I really wanted to kiss him so badly.

Wren pulls back and then he is opening the picnic basket and he's pulling out salmon bagel sandwiches, paper plates with sauteed asparagus, he even had spicy tuna on rice cakes in there, there was also dessert. He got apple pie, extra large chocolate cookies and tiny bowls of ice cream.

I let out gasp as I stared at the food that he had unpacked. It was so much but I knew that between the two of us, it would be gone in a flash.

"You made so much."

"I really didn't. I picked up the ice cream but yeah, I made the rest." Wren said, fingers moving surely as he typed, shaking his head at me. They all looked so yummy and I could not believe he had taken his time to make me this much food.

"Are you trying to woo me?" I signed, raising my brow at him and I could see him laugh. I wondered what that sounded like. I tapped my pockets and pulled out the case holding my hearing aid. I looked up at Wren who was watching me.

I raised it up and he was quick to sign.

"Only if you want to. I read that it hurts and gives you a headache." he signed and I almost melted into a puddle. He had even read up on hearing aids. This man was absolutely perfect. Fuck Mark and his lying ass.

It's just us.

"Is it quiet?" I asked and Wren nodded.

I slipped on my hearing aid, tucking it into my ear. When I turned it on, there was this rush of sound. Softer than when walking on the streets, like the winding brushing my ears. I turned to Wren who was watching me, his eyes a little wide, like he didn't know what to do or what to expect. The cutie.

"Can you call my name?" I signed to him, so I would zone in and be able to pick up and differentiate his voice from the other frequencies I was hearing.

I watched Wren lick his lips and then he spoke. "Bailey. . ." At first it was hard to pick out and I turned up the dial a little and the next time Wren spoke, I heard him.

I heard him say my name. "Bailey. . ."

My lips parted as I stared at him.

"So. . .do I sound better than you imagined?" Wren asked, his lips stretching into a smirk.

"You do." I replied honestly.

Wren looked at me for a bit and then he was getting on his knees and leaning forward, pressing a kiss to my cheek. When he was properly seated again, we talked and we ate. Today was both our days off and we had wanted to spend it together. I asked Wren about work and if he was designing something new and he said he was but wouldn't give more details about it. I told him about the large order for erotica I had gotten and Wren laughed. It was so loud and I could finally hear it. It felt really good.

The spicy tuna on the rice cake was really tasty. He really was a good cook and the sauteed asparagus has to be my new favourite thing to eat. The ice cream was the main star. Wren had gotten me vanilla ice cream with raspberry syrup and it was awesome.

"Why don't you wear your hearing aid more often?"

"I get a headache."

"What about going to the audiologist again? Maybe you need an adjustment or something." he said and I stared at him.

"How do you know?" I signed.

"Photographic memory. I read a lot of articles, watched a lot of videos and anything regarding hearing loss and I have a lot of information stored in my brain."

I stayed silent. He must have gone through a lot of a lot and because of what? Because he liked me and wanted to know more about me?

"Do you really like me that much?" I signed and Wren nodded.

It felt. . . it felt too good to be true and I didn't want my thoughts to take a wrong turn and turn negative. So I excused myself and rushed into the house, heading for the kitchen so I could get a cup of cold water to drink.

I had just finished taking my second cup when Wren walked into the house. He stands a couple steps away from me, signing as he speaks.

"I have never had interest in anything. Or in anyone. My brother and sister kept taking anything from me. My friends in middle school and high school. Whatever I liked, games, toys, they took it away and so I learned not to get attached and interested in anyone. It is how I grew up and it has become a part of who I am. I barely looked over anyone twice and the only things I cared about were my health, my business and my designs. They were the only things my siblings could not take away or destroy. I literally am so used to pretending to be so uninterested in anything and then it became true and a part of me. But you. . ." Wren paused. He had signed along as he spoke. Slowly. Like he was trying to properly explain himself in a way that would make me understand him properly.

"The first time I saw you, I literally tripped. You were down the train car and I tripped over air. I was so happy you didn't see that. Throughout the ride, I had the urge to turn and look at you again and this was the first time in all my life that I had wanted to do such a thing. So, I began moving closer and closer until I was sitting across you every time. Despite the fact that I have not one but three cars, I still took the train every time and it took me a while to realize that I did that just so I could see you. I became. . .interested. Intrigued. For the first time in my life, I wanted to know more about someone."

My heart felt like it was going to burst. He was saying it. He was signing it but . . .

"And then I found out that you couldn't hear and I was even more drawn in. So I started watching these tutorial videos. And then you made me spill coffee on myself and we finally got to. . .talk. I saved you once and then that was all it took for us to become closer and it took me a little while to realize I wasn't just interested in you. I genuinely like you. I want to know more about you, spend so much time with you and stay with you as long as you would want me to."

"Wren . . ." I said, his name falling from my lips. I really hoped I had pronounced it right and judging by the way his face lit up, I think I did. He stepped closer to me and I took a step back.

"The first thing that popped into my head when I saw you on the train was. . . my boyfriend." he simultaneously signed and said. My eyes widened and I let out a little laugh, reaching out so I could touch him. I placed my hand on his arm.

"My husband." I said.

"Huh?" Wren signed, his brow raised.

I pulled my hand back and signed. "The first time I saw you, I called you my husband. It's what I always called you in my head. I still . . . do it." I confessed. Wren looked right into my eyes, his lips stretching into a smile.

"That is so cute." he signed, tapping his index and middle finger, brushing them downward against his chin. He moved closer and then I was pressed completely against the marble kitchen island. Wren and I were so close. He settles a hand on my waist and then cups my face with his other hand. He felt so warm and I just wanted him closer.

Wren moves closer, nudging his nose against mine. I could feel his warm breath and how softly he was stroking my cheek. My eyelids slipped close as he moved closer and pressed his lips against mine. My entire body shivered and I moved closer, letting Wren kiss me.

We kissed slowly. Wren's hand slipped down my face so both his hands were around my waist. He holds me close, stepping forward as he licks at my bottom lip. He pulled back after a couple of minutes and I slowly opened my eyes. It felt like my entire being had come alive with that one single kiss and I wanted more. So much more.

Wren held me like I was special and delicate. He was staring at me with wonder and this spark in his eyes. I slid my hands up his chest and wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him down for another kiss. This time it was more passionate and less soft. He licks into my mouth, pressing me against the kitchen island as we kiss. He tasted sweet, like the ice cream we had outside. It was very addictive and it made me want more. I slipped my hands into his hair, pressing my body tightly against his as we kissed, our tongues dancing, soft lips pressing together and it felt like I could be doing this for the rest of my life. Each brush of his tongue sent shivers through my body.

When we pulled away, we were both panting and I was grateful Wren was holding on to me or I would have slipped to the ground. My legs were like jelly.

"I really like you too. So, so much and I am so happy that you like me back." I said, staring right into dark eyes that remained focused on me.

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I am screaminggggggg

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