Delaney opened the door to Vincent's bedroom, a room she'd been in countless times, but now it felt suddenly daunting. She wanted this. She knew she did. But now the time had come for it to actually happen and she felt timid.
She found her husband sitting on the side of his bed in a pair of loose breeches and a tunic that was open at the neck. When he looked up and saw her, a nervous smile filled his face. He stood with a slight wince before making his way to her.
He kissed her on her forehead before closing the bedroom door behind her. Delaney looked around and saw there were many more candles than he normally kept in his room. It made the place seem warmer and safer somehow.
Taking her hand in his, he started to walk forward towards the bed but Delaney stopped.
"Wait," she said quietly as her heart raced and her stomach twisted in knots, "I'm... I'm so nervous."
