"Wait a minute… Just a minute. Why are you calling me 'brother-in-law'?" Aron stammered, his voice cracking slightly from the rush of confusion.
Esme slowed her pace and gave him a curious glance, then looked him up and down with a smug smile. "Well, isn't that what everyone says to their friend's husband?" she replied with a tone that suggested this was the most obvious thing in the world.
Aron's face flushed beet red in an instant. "What the heck? What the hell do you mean by 'friend's husband'? I'm not someone's husband!" He was half-shouting now, completely taken aback.
Esme tilted her head, her expression as calm as ever, though there was a hint of amusement in her eyes. "Of course, you're not right now." She crossed her arms, adding with the same infuriatingly matter-of-fact tone, "But it's only a few years' time. As soon as you guys become adults, you're going to get married anyway."
