Aiden Grant watched Lily Shaw smiling so brilliantly, the loneliness he'd had before completely gone. Feeling a bit soothed, he looked at her, eyes clear as glass. "Wife, can you stop reminding me of my defect all the time? Even though I'm tough inside, I'm still a man—my pride gets hurt."
Lily saw how rare his serious face was, let go of the arms around his neck, and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. "Husband, of course I can, as long as you don't tease me first. Don't say stuff like 'let's go have car sex' in front of me. If you don't say it, I won't keep poking at your sore spot."
"No no no, wife, this is married-couple fun. You can't strip even that away from me." The Eldest Young Master Grant shook his head, his finely cut features showing a hint of sorrow. He looked into her eyes and explained, "Wife, I can't do the real thing anymore, at least let me score some verbal benefits, okay? You're not that petty, are you?"
