SERAPHINA'S POV
We stepped down from the altar, proceeding to greet the guests. Guests - mostly unfamiliar people rushed my way, holding my hands and showering me compliments.
From my side eye, I caught my husband- Hayden, glaring at the guests who touched me unnecessarily.
Whispering in my ear, he excused himself. Even after he left, I could still feel the tingles from his breath on my ear and his intoxicating deep voice.
I had to rail myself to prevent from falling.
He took quite some time in the bathroom and I had to tend to the guests all alone.
He finally returned, looking as hot as hell.
HAYDEN'S POV
Descending from the alter, I couldn't keep my b***r down as a beauty- now my wife was right by my side.
Touching my lips, I remembered the steamy kiss we shared earlier and her slightly reddened face.
Together, we greeted the swarm of guests that came our way.
I glared at the guests who started touching her unnecessarily. I was jealous even when I didn't want to admit it.
Though I wouldn't want to say, I didn't want to leave her side but had to leave her to treat my b***r.
Leaning close, I whispered, “I’ll be right back,” my breath brushing her ear before I turned away.
In the safety of the bathroom, I focused on my release, having dirty thoughts of her.
This wasn't supposed to happen. I wasn't supposed to get emotionally attached to her.
She was a potential danger. One I hadn’t anticipated.
Jerking off one last time, I rinsed myself, stepping out of a bathroom.
By the time I returned, I’d locked my emotions behind my usual mask of control.
Distance, I reminded myself. Keep your distance.