The noticeable disappointment in her voice had him letting out a shallow breath. He shouldn't be so negative—not with her, the woman who had agreed to be his wife, even before they'd eloped in a love-struck haze. He wrapped an arm around her back and pressed her smaller frame against his before pressing a kiss to her temple.
"No, no," he murmured. He turned and pressed his face into her hair, letting his eyes flutter shut. He really didn't want to go to work, not today—and part of it because he wanted to be here with her. "As long as you share my name, I won't be sending you home to your parents. With the exception of my father's study, you have free roam here. You're my wife now," he asserted, pulling back to look at her.
"No, no," he murmured. He turned and pressed his face into her hair, letting his eyes flutter shut. He really didn't want to go to work, not today—and part of it because he wanted to be here with her. "As long as you share my name, I won't be sending you home to your parents. With the exception of my father's study, you have free roam here. You're my wife now," he asserted, pulling back to look at her.
— set by MJ! —