My Wishlist

I'm taking my mate to Paris to visit the yearly week of fashion.

She loves beautiful exotic clothes and I love to spoil her. During the five years we've been together, she's bought herself almost nothing with the credit card I gave her. All lingerie and other clothing are what we have selected together.

But I do notice that she spends money in Victoria's Secrets shops, but the amounts are more like small items she buys. And she also likes to shop for groceries at Walmart, always the same amount every month. As if she is purchasing the same items every month, never going out of her budget. I once told her not to be so frugal, we have enough money to feed an entire army. She laughed heartily at my remark, promised to keep me to my word. She probably plans to give me a lot of pups, I'm so ready for that, pups with my mate.

We are now in the VIP lounge, examining what the catwalk has to offer us. There are a few designs I would like to see her in, but I notice her getting startled every time by the price tag. Finally, we opt for some Dior and Kenneth Ize creations with matching jewelry and bags. After we registered our order and the staff took her measurements, we left for the island of Grenada in the Caribbean Sea, to visit the well-known Fish Market. Fish is Drina's specialty, fried in any way. When we arrived at the venue, she feasted on a large portion of fish. Drina also buys gallons of Nutmeg oil, which she states is good for keeping her skin healthy. The saleswoman explained that it works wonderfully to save babies' backs free from rashes.

We go down to the beach and decide to sunbathe for an hour before boarding the Jet again. It makes me happy to see her enjoying our time together, this time I kept her with me longer than ever. We've been gone for three days now, the best days of my life. As we lie on our lounger under a palm tree, I see a family with three children pass. The longing for his own pups comes to the surface again. “Love, do you think we can have our own pups soon?” I ask her, bending over to her. I hold a hand to her face so she can see the longing in my eyes. “I want to be a father so badly, to hold my own pups before I grow old. At least three sons who can help me protect you and take over the pack,” I imply softly.

Her eyes begin to sparkle. “No girls? Girls can also be strong and protect us as we get older, honey. And taking over the pack, that's no problem too”, she laughs. I give her a quick kiss. “Yes, I want girls too. But they will find their mate and move on. If we get girls, we keep trying until we have boys too," I suggest. For some reason she starts laughing uncontrollably, I look at her in wonder. “Okay, no problem. As long as we're still fit enough to do that," she finally remarks amusedly.

“When, babe? Do you use contraceptives?” We've never really talked about birth control and I never use protection when we have sex. And I don't think a condom could handle our pace. To my surprise, she shakes her head in denial. “Don't worry, Enrick. Before you think of it, we've got a whole soccer team. We have sex like crazy, so expect the surprise anytime,” she reassures me. But then I remember that we've loved each other for five years without protection, but she hasn't told me she's pregnant yet. I think this has to do with her domestic circumstances, so I trust her with this.

Thinking of all this, brings me to another subject.

“Babe, I haven't met your parents yet. Doesn't it seem strange to them that you always come to me, but I never visit you? I don't want them to think the wrong way about me," I say, concerned. She hugs me first before looking me in the face. “They don't think badly of you. I keep telling them what a great mate you are. And every year you send them gifts. They know you respect them," she lets me know. "But if you really want to meet them, I can arrange that." Full of expectation, I stare at her, this is what I have wanted for so long, to know more about her background, to meet her family. She's always so mysterious about her parents. I don't want to miss this chance to meet them finally.

“Should I send them an official invitation? Jace will arrange that very soon. Give me the address and it will be delivered”, I answer her. “They can come anytime and even stay for a week or more…”

“Hey, Enrick, relax”, my mate curbs my enthusiasm. “I don't think they can stay more than a day. It is very busy at home, they have their hands full of work, I can tell you that”, she grins amusedly. “Let me tune in with them first when it suits them. Then we make their arrival special. Is that okay?”

I nod resignedly and lie back on my lounger. I can't help but want to see my in-laws so much. Drina tells me so much about them, how awesome they are. But every time I want to visit them, she indicates that we have to wait for the right time. And now that she's finally getting a little indulgent, I want to act before she changes her mind again.

My day can't get any better now that I know my wish will soon come true. Getting to know my in-laws and having pups soon were high on my wish list. Overjoyed I help my mate to her feet, kiss her deeply and then we leave for the private airstrip to head for my pack.

Drina wants to be back with her parents tonight. ...