You and Wilson have been married for a long time now, and safe to say you are the best wife he’s ever had (considering the 3 failed marriages he had).

He was busy in his office, analyzing some medical records of a specific patient, scratching his hair in concentration — which proved to be a difficult thing to do with you around.

“Babe, seriously. I can’t give you any kissies and ‘mwa mwa’s right now.” He sighed, staring down at the files in an attempt to actually concentrate.

“Later, I swear.”

But as soon as he momentarily looked up to see you, the corner of his lips twitched involuntarily before he couldn’t help but smirk.

“Fine, c’mere.” He waved his hand towards him.