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He kisses my head, says, "I'll be right back," and exits the car. He disappears inside the store.
I continue fretting, wondering if I've got blood on my dress. I have layers and layers of tulle, but still. Will anyone see it?
Tynan returns with a small bag. He pulls out a pair of dark blue panties. He grins. "Supposed to have something blue, aren't ya?" He winks, and the driver pulls away from the curb.
I softly laugh, but then ask, "How bad am I going to bleed?"
"It shouldn't be that bad. Put the panties on," he orders.
"What if it is? What if my white dress is covered in blood, and everyone can see it?"
"It won't be, but I'll check when ya get out."
"What if it is?"
"Then we'll go get different clothes for the reception."
"But this is my wedding dress!"
"So what? We'll grab a white dress from your closet. But you're fine. You have enough of this white material to cover anything."
I do as I'm told and stare out the window until we get to the restaurant.
When the car pulls up, he grabs my hand. "Hey."
I slowly turn to look at him.
"I didn't know. I wish ya would've told me."
I don't say anything. I'm still embarrassed.
He kisses my hand. "It was just supposed to be a quickie. I'll make sure we do it better tonight. Okay?"
I don't know what to say or what "better" entails. So I just nod.
He kisses my hand again, gets out, and reaches inside to help me out of the car. He puts his arm around my waist and mutters in my ear. "How's it feel to be Mrs. Tynan O'Connor?"
I softly laugh. "I've been Mrs. O'Connor for over two weeks."
"Aye. But now ya properly are, even with better rings."
I glance down at my finger. It's bittersweet my parents' rings are no longer on our fingers.
"Ya don't like the new band?" he questions.
I admit, "They're really beautiful."
He puffs his chest, declaring, "Nothing but the best for my wife."
I smile at him, and he escorts me inside.
The entire evening, he never takes his eyes off me or leaves my side. I drink a little too much. I still can't get out of my mind the incident in the car, and I go several times to the bathroom to check I'm not bleeding through my dress, and thankfully I'm not.
Toward the end of the night, Tynan pulls me out on the dance floor again. He's had me on it quite a bit, which surprises me. I didn't take him to be a dancer, but he's really good at it. And I have to admit it feels good for him to hold me close.
I'm buzzing from alcohol, and I blurt out, "Am I the worst person you've ever had sex with?"
He freezes, and surprise fills his face.
