Re: Wedding Night
She yelped loudly when he tore her dress, automatically jumping backwards and pulling up the scraps of fabric. She knew she shouldn't have done it the moment she had, but she'd been unprepared for the sudden change, and too tense to control her actions.
Now that she did hold the dress up, covering herself up, she froze. On the one hand logic dictated that she'd do whatever she wanted, Cassandra's voice echoed in her mind, on the other she didn't know what he wanted.
Swallowing she tried to gather her mind, but her body kept backing up, until she could feel the bed behind her knees and stopped because there was no where to go.
"Why don't you just get it over with?" she blurted, one hand going to her mouth in horror when she'd realised what she'd said. Damn, that was stupid.