"Aww so sweet. Then why didn't you do it? I would have got a chance to kick your ass until you regretted it."
Finn rolled his eyes, "Do you think I'll have a death wish? Who wants to marry a feisty woman? I want a sweet little wife but not a little demon who will drink my blood."
Aria's lips twitched but, "Oh please, you think your blood is tasty enough for me... Eww, it sounds so weird."
Finn chuckled seeing her imagine blood taste and puckering her face.
He stood up and pulled her off the couch, "That's enough, now show me your pictures. Let me laugh at you as you had done."
Aria chuckled following him to Oliver's room. Once Aria, Harold, and Finn's father had teased Finn to no end checking his childhood pictures.
Instead of laughing at her pictures, Finn was adoring the chubby little girl.
"Who is this little one? I am liking her."
