Aiden's POV
"Yes, my house! Don't you want to eat?" Roselia replied to me firmly, narrowing her eyes on me.
"Oh, to eat..." I mumbled more to myself. Roselia cocked an eyebrow as if she just realized something then burst into laughter.
"What did you think I was taking you to my house for? To bed you? To wed you?" She blurted out.
"What?" My eyes widened.
"This lady has no censor on her words... She just speaks her mind without a care." I thought to myself, my face heating up.
"What, my innocent blushing bride?" Roselia retorted, teasing me. My jaw dropped to the ground at her reaction but I quickly picked up my masculinity.
"Men don't blush, what are you saying?" I protested.
"And I am not innocent." I added, sounding defensive. But Roselia laughed harder.
"There it is, all on display. You getting defensive means you are as pure as the moon goddess." She said.
