Chapter 47 | A Long Night

We laid on the grass, feeling spent and blissful.

"I have been meaning to ask you something since our wedding night," Marcus said with a sudden frown on his face.

He yanked me into an embrace and pulled me on top of him, staring at me. His moves were gentle but his face and body looked tense.

"Ask what?"

"Who the fuck is Jon?" His tone was lightly admonishing.

"Er..." I cracked an anxious smile at him.

"I wanted to lay next to you that night, even if it was just for a little bit. I wasn't very confident because I expected you to have feelings for Neill. I was careful not to wake you up---"

"So you did kiss me that night? And untied my knot?!" I asked interrupting him, almost forgetting about his previous question.

He paused for a few seconds before saying, "I did. I wanted to take you into my arms too but you had that silly thing in your hair that scratched my face when I got close."

"It's your silly custom. You have no