Alexis fought the urge to wipe the nervous sweat from her hand on her dress as the last few of the guests came to give their blessings to the union.
She had been torn between wanting to murder her brothers for springing this wedding on them, and thanking them for not giving her time to second guess and doubt herself ever since she took her place on the altar.
Dominic's wandering fingers against her backside were making it hard to focus on anything, and if it wasn't for the fact that her expressions were hidden behind the wedding mask that she was wearing, she was certain that it would have proven impossible to keep herself together.
Behind the mask, nobody could see her feelings, her fear or her excitement.
But none of the Nobles would have shamed her for showing emotions at her own wedding. What she was more concerned about was that someone might notice the constant state of arousal that his presence had been keeping her in all day today.
