Valerian's gaze snapped back up to Greengrass', and seeing him smile at him—something he hadn't seen in what felt like forever—he couldn't stop himself from smiling back. "You'd better not," he quipped, mostly teasing. Had this been a more private settings, he might have pushed the boundaries even further. Greengrass was standing here, smiling and offering him a chance to formulate a plan to continue their affair. It would take a few days, but he would finish it before the morning of his wedding. He had to.
