Chapter Fourteen
The party lasted into the night. Between the gospel and soul music from Sean’s side of the family, to the Bollywood tunes from her side of the aisle, the partying, the praising, and the dancing, it didn’t look like it was going to stop until dawn. But Ruhi was exhausted before midnight.
Before she knew it, Sean’s hand was at her low back, and he was steering her away from the festivities. He said their good nights as they went. All Ruhi had to do was lean into his shoulder, which she did.
She was his wife, after all. This was definitely a perk. She didn’t have to stand on her own, she would be expected to lean on him a bit, if she were tired. And she was tired.
Between the ceremony, the cake, the curried chicken, the fried chicken, the barbecue chicken, and rice and po
