After their night playing cards with a prince, Delaney hugged Win goodbye, thanking him for the good time. He laughed and thanked her and Vincent, saying they hadn't ever had such an exciting night at the club and the Duke and Duchess should come back often.
Curled up in the tiny bed in their tiny room in the inn, Delaney and Vincent slept late the next morning. When they finally woke up it was to the sound of people down in the restaurant laughing and talking.
Delaney groaned and buried her head against her husband's chest, not ready to wake up yet. Vincent stretched, his muscles growing taut before he rolled over and hugged her to him, chuckling as he kissed her all over her face, making her wake up.
Because of the limited space, Vincent dressed without Harris's help. Delaney smiled at her husband, helping him pull back his black locks and tie them at the nape of this neck. She stood back and looked at him, admiring his dark beauty.
