QUOTE : Uncle Aidan?” Percy began.<br /><br />“Yeah?”<br /><br />“Don’t you think you ought to marry <br />Emma?”<br /><br />Aidan jerked his head up, slamming it against the trunk lid. “FUCK!” he shouted as he saw stars before his eyes. A few more expletives escaped his lips as pain raged through his skull.<br /><br />“Nice mouth you got there,” John chided.<br /><br />Gritting his teeth, Aidan rubbed his aching head. “You mention that one to your mom, and I’ll tell her about your ball-sack comment.”<br /><br />John’s eyes widened. “Dude, that is so not cool!”<br /><br />“Yeah, well, deal with it.” Aidan started to resume gathering up the bags when he noticed Percy staring expectantly at him for an answer. Aidan sighed. “Perce—”<br /><br />His blonde brows knitted together. <br />“Don’t you love her?”<br /><br />“Oh Christ,” Aidan muttered, raking his hand through his hair. He winced as pain once again shot through his head. “Did your mom put you up to this or something?”<br /><br />“No. When I asked her the same question, she just said that you were a cad.” <br />Percy shrugged. “I don’t even know what that means.”<br /><br />“I’m pretty sure it’s a dude who acts like a douchebag to women,” John said.<br /><br />Aidan glared over at John. “I am not a cad!