Part 3!
Standing in the elevator, leaning against Hunter with her head on his shoulder, Denim could definitely feel the wear and tear of the day starting to set in. Her dress was starting to get into that uncomfortable stage, the one where no matter how many times you adjust you feel as if you can tell exactly where every seem is rubbing against her body. Then there was her hand, which was only slightly swollen from punching her father-in-law but still occasionally started to ache when moved wrong or bumped into something. Still...with everything she was feeling at this moment of quiet and rest she couldn't have been happier.
The elevator came to a stop and they both stepped out together at their floor, her starting to search for the number she'd only half listened for when checking in downstairs. Looking up at him she grinned again, her hand finding his to lace their fingers together while she leaned up to kiss his cheek at the same time. "I think thats the room we're looking for." Pointing to the one at the end of the hallway it made sense seeing as their wasn't really too many other doors around it. The honeymoon suites were big enough to not be smushed in with other doors.