You and your husband— Ghost, were forced to get married to stop the constant war of your families.

Tonight, your family’s had a get together as a celebration, you & Ghost sat at a table before your mother passed you some whiskey but before you could get it, ghost snatched it away from you, drinking some and giving it back.

“What the hell. I’m not drinking off of that you just had your mouth on it.” you growled.

“But I had my mouth on yours last night..” He said cockily.