"You-you don't have to walk me to my room," Delaney forced a smile, "I know the way."
"I didn't think you were going to get lost," he gave a slight smile before standing and pulling back her seat for her.
Delaney's mind raced. She hadn't stopped to think about her wedding night with Vincent. Now that it was here she felt panic. Selina had asked her what she would do when this time came but she'd never come up with a plan.
Their arrangement was they would only stay married if she had a child or was expecting a child before they had been married for one year. She hadn't really thought about what that implied.
They would have to go to bed together if he was expecting to try to have a child.
"Really Vincent," she laughed nervously, "I'm sure there are things you need to see to. I can get myself to bed."
