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In front of them, an array of flavored condoms and dental dam rubbers from the 1990s warned me not to touch.
I dug a fingernail into my skin, convinced that I was still daydreaming in the heat.
The pain was unfortunately real as ever.
“The motels I used to stay in looked better than this.” Travis ran a hand along the wallpaper. Then he looked up at the oversized mirror above the heart-shaped bed.
Too tired to complain, I slid the heels off my feet and placed my veil on the dresser.
“There’s only one bed in this suite.” Travis followed me into the living room.
“I noticed.” I sighed. “I don’t think it’s appropriate for us to share.”
“Not even on our honeymoon?”
“Especiallynot on our honeymoon.”
“Very well then.” He smiled and placed my pajamas on the coffee table.
“I’ll take the bed and you can sleep out here on this sofa,” he said. “Be sure to check for metal springs before you lay down.”
“Wait, what?”
“I guess I should be a good husband and check that for you.” He pressed his hands against the cushions, and then he fluffed the pillows.
“You’re all good,” he said. “Sleep tight, Mrs. Carter.”
“Travis, a true gentleman would let me have the bed.”
“I bet he would.” He smirked. “It’s a good thing that I stopped being one then.”
I crossed my arms, waiting for him to say he was joking.
“Do you need anything from the bathroom before I take a shower?” he asked.
“I need you to give up the bed.”
“That’s not happening. Anything else?”
“I would like to sleep in the goddamn bed, Travis.”
“If you were really mine, I’d let you.” He glanced at my lips. “Are we good now?”
That question was rhetorical.
I glared at him as he walked away, and he slammed the bedroom door shut without another word.
* * *
Several Failed Sleep Attempts Later
I rolledover on the couch in agony, convinced that the cushions were stuffed with cheap cotton balls.
I can’t take this anymore.
Travis was still in the shower, so I stood up and grabbed a pillow.
Pushing the bedroom door open, I moved to the bed and pulled back the covers. Then I lay dead-center on the mattress so there was no room for my non-accommodating husband.
