(Wrenn POV) Just A Quick Family Dinner

"I didn't sign up for this, Wrenn," Kody complains as she follows me around while I finish getting ready.

"This... thing...hurts," she explains, holding onto her crotch.

"Hush, you big baby," I say, rubbing lotion onto my legs.

She sits on the bed. Her blonde braid falls forward as she leans over her groin. Her pale blue jeans and dark blue button-up hide the cage well. I walk over to her and gave her a kiss on the forehead. "I like you," I say, getting on her lap, straddling her hips.

She tries to make out with me when she suddenly winces in pain. I stand back up as she rolls over to her side, grabbing her crotch.

"Evil," she groans loudly.

I smirk, rolling my eyes. I walk over to the button by my bedroom door and push it.

"Hi, Quinn! Is the table set?" I ask into the three small holes above the button.

"Wrenn! The table is set and the chef just arrived. While I have you on the... speaker... what can I get you and your guest to drink?" Quinn's voice crackles through the small holes.

"A water and a glass of Lafite Chateau, please," I request.

"Excellent choice, Ms. Astor. What year should I pull from the cellar?" he asks.

"You chose, Quinn. We shall share a bottle," I state confidently.

"Oh! You spoil me, Ms. Astor. And for your guest?" he asks in an excited tone.

"Dr. Pepper for Kody," I say.

"Very good, Ms. Astor. Your parents and company just arrived."

After the awkward introductions, we sit down for dinner as Quinn serves us appetizers. I look over at Kody, a confused expression on her face.

"What are these?" she whispers, picking up a fork.

"Snails," I whisper back, smiling.

I can tell she is trying not to laugh. Laughter gets caught in my chest and I try to take a drink to distract myself.

"Ah! Kody!" my dad announces, holding up his scotch glass. "Not used to escargot?" he asks.

She chuckles nervously. "No sir. I have only had cow tongue before," she reassures him.

Everyone at the table begins to laugh.

"Tell us about yourself, dear," my mom says to Kody, drinking her wine.

"Well... I was born and raised in Colorado. My dad and I have a dairy farm out there," she explains.

I smile. My parents haven't been this involved with anyone I've brought home, not even Claire.

"Wonderful," my mom says.

As we begin to eat dinner, I grab Kody's knee then slowly start working my way over to pants zipper. She stiffens in her chair. I try and be casual as I run my finger up and down the fly of her jeans.

She shifts uncomfortably then blurts out, "What are y'alls plans for the evening?"

I can tell there is pain mixed into her smile as she leans forward. My dad gives an alcoholic-induced smile.

"Thank you for asking Kody, since our daughter doesn't seem to care about our plans."

I roll my eyes.

"We are all going to Paris tonight. We will stay there for a few days," he says.

"Make sure you send us pictures," I include.

My mom raises her wine glass.

"I hope you enjoy the house to yourselves," she says with a mischievous grin.

Kody squeezes her thighs together as she fights the boner she's starting to grow.