Once they were out of the company building, Holly couldn't help but laugh out loud. "Honey, you're pretty self-aware!" she praised.
Mortimer raised an eyebrow. "If I'm not, I'll have to go home and kneel on the keyboard tonight."
"Good, as long as you know." Holly glanced at him, her eyes crinkling as she smiled again.
As much as she admired Scholar Quincy's looks and abilities, it was his unwavering devotion that truly made her happy.
He reserved this devotion for her and her alone, never hiding it. In fact, he seemed to wish the whole world knew.
She loved this open, public affection, just as she cherished Wyatt's quiet, unspoken love.
Seeing how happy his wife was, Mortimer leaned down to seize the opportunity for a little bonus. "Honey, a kiss."
Holly: "..."
She let out a "hmph" before giving him a quick kiss. A second later, she sneezed, and then immediately sneezed again.
