First Day - Wren/Jack
“So…how do I look?”
Wren could only grin at the sight of him; blue shirt, woollen jumper, and with his dark hair combed neatly, he warmed her heart. “Like a teacher.”
Jack gave a crooked smile, looking down at the floor and back up as he smoothed his trousers out; she could read then nervous excitement in his mind, wanting to do well. “Well, at least I look the part if nothing else. Hey, are you working with the Welsh Greens again today?”
“Yeah, there’s still one that needs some nursing before we release her again.” She checked her watch. “Well, Mister Miller, you’d better get going – can’t be late for the first day of school.”
“Yeah, that wouldn’t be setting the best example,” He agreed, amused. “I’ll see you later.”
He stepped closer and leaned over the bed to where she was sat; his lips were soft as they settled on her mouth, eyes closed. She closed her own eyes, unable to help herself from reciprocating; his kisses always reminded her of strawberries, plump and delicious – not that she’d admit it though. His mind always seemed to fizzle with her kisses, electricity in his brain.
Jack’s smile was soft as he pulled away. “I love you.”
“Yeah, I love you too,” Wren murmured, eyes bright as she looked at him. “Now, go on before they put you in detention on the first day.”
