Rebirth to Be with My Disabled Husband (or The Ninth Bride)

Chapter 263 What's Making You Smile?

As Edward glimpsed the car shaking, he turned away, his face flushed with awkwardness. The fervor of the young seemed boundless these days.

...

The following morning, Samantha and Finley stirred from their slumber inside the car. Samantha's body was a tapestry of aches as she noticed Finley still holding her close. She reached for her phone, her eyes widening in alarm. "It's 8 a.m. Finley, I'm going to be late for class!"

Finley merely hummed softly, tightening his embrace. His expression betrayed no hint of worry about her looming tardiness, and made no move to release her.

She sighed in exasperation. "Finley, I'm serious. I need to get home to change and freshen up. You have to take me."

Finley leaned in and brushed a tender kiss across her cheek. "Sam, it's the weekend."

Really?

Samantha checked her phone once more, and indeed, it was the weekend.

There was no longer any need for haste.

Playfully, she lifted her leg and pressed it against Finley's body. "Finley."

"Hmm? Still looking for more?"

Samantha's eyes widened. "No way! Doing that sort of thing in broad daylight in a car? Imagine if someone saw us-it would be mortifying!"

teasing. "So, does that mean

made

not what I

"Sam, you're blushing."

away. "I'm just warm, that's all. It's not

and affectionately ruffled her hair.

and not this morning either. What do you think? Of course, I'm hungry. Finley, you're

could be more considerate. To make

sparkled with amusement.

We're

the tattered remnants of her clothes. With a serious look, she asked, "My clothes are ruined. What am I supposed to wear

"Wear mine."

you? Are you going

not.

He had a point.

Samantha quickly donned his

back to Finley, eyes narrowing. "Why are you so rough? You've ruined my clothes and now yours

it quickly enough,

anything to that. "Finley, I'm beginning to see...

about the expense? Or are you afraid I won't be able to buy

clicked her tongue.