Seb gazed down at the woman nestled in his arms, her features softened by sleep. A sigh escaped him; she looked utterly exhausted. Despite the pull of desire he felt, he knew better than to act on it.
So, their marriage had yet to be consummated. A fact that both troubled him and assured him. But he knew, of course it was only matter of time when he would have her in his bed again, moaning his name in pleasure. He needed to push her, make sure that she accepted the marriage as is before they returned to the city. Or else, things would not turn out well for them. However, the need to protect her and their unborn child kept making his stumble.
Carefully, he withdrew his arm from beneath her, tucking the blanket around her form before quietly slipping out of bed. Outside, he was met with the cool wind as he fidgeted with the cigarette in his hand before throwing it out. There was no need to turn to another habit that he'd let go of.
