Delilah's Pov

We were still fixing each other's clothes as we walked back toward the ceremony.

My legs felt like jelly, Malric's hair was messed up, and my lips were definitely too swollen for public consumption.

"Delilah," he whispered, laughing under his breath, "walk normally, please. Everyone will suspect."

I hissed at him. "I AM walking normally. You disrupted my bones."

"Disrupted?"

His grin widened.

"Should I disrupt them again tonight?"

"Malric!"

I smacked his chest, and he grabbed my hand and kissed my knuckles like a smug devil.

By the time we made it back into the open space, music was still playing and everyone was distracted, thank the...