~{DEBORAH'S POV}~
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By the time we got to his room, he lowered me on top of his bed before going to close and bolt the doors.
At the sound of the lock, my heart jumped in delight only to be reminded that we won't be doing anything tonight.
When he came back to where I was with his eyes locked on mine, I felt my body react in ways I couldn't explain.
"Shall I help you out of your wedding dress?" He thoughtfully asked.
"You may," I eagerly answered and got up on my feet with a bright smile I couldn't contain and he took note of it and knowingly shook his head at me.
When I turned around for him to take off my dress, I felt him inch close and the hairs on my skin stood in anticipation.
Both his hands touched my waist and I inhaled softly and loved the way my body reacted to that simple touch and then I felt him lean to the right side of my neck and his warm breath fanned me, causing me to grip my dress and close my eyes softly.
