54. Good Morning, Mrs. Stanley

Sebastian

"Sebastian, wait. Where are you taking me?" Delilah asked as I pulled her toward the Limo with 'Just Married' written on the back.

"Did you forget it's our wedding night? We are going to our honeymoon suite," I said, smiling ear to ear as if I had just won the lottery.

"But I haven't had the chance to say goodbye to everyone!" she whined.

"They will understand," I practically shoved her inside the Limo. I know she is trying to make excuses to stall, and I have no patience for it. I was desperate to have her tonight. I had been longing to touch her everywhere ever since I saw her walking down the aisle. My beautiful bride.

I controlled my urge to attack her in the Limo. I should wait till we make it to the hotel, at least, I thought. Delilah stayed quiet the entire ride, but she didn't smack my hand away when I put it on her lap.

"Wait here," I said to Delilah and went inside the hotel to grab the room key, then came back to collect her.

Delilah looked like she was in a daze