He held her tenderly throughout the kiss.

But they had to cut it short. Their presence, dignified and refined, drew too much attention in the bustling hall.

Melissa's cheeks stayed flushed until they reached the car.

For some reason, Marcus had a strong urge to kiss Melissa all day.

Making sure they were alone in the parking lot, he leaned in, planting soft kisses on her slender neck, whispering, “I didn't expect you to agree so fast... you surprised me and I honestly didn't have enough time to plan everything!! How about a celebration at the hotel tonight? Just you and me."

Melissa caught Marcus' hint loud and clear.

With a flushed face, she interrupted, "Hey, slow down! From now on, we need to-"

But Marcus cut her off, gazing at her deeply. “Baby, I just couldn't get enough of you."

Stunned, Melissa found herself unable to resist.

Marcus leaned in, pulling her onto his lap for another kiss.

Grown-ups don't just stop at kissing during a make-out session.

But getting too wild in the car wasn't an option either.

In the end, Melissa gave in and helped him with her hand, much to Marcus' satisfaction.

When it was over, she leaned against his shoulder, avoiding his gaze, the air thick with tension.

Yet Marcus teased her. "Mrs. Fowler, we're a couple now. Why are you still so shy about getting intimate with me?"

It was normal for newlyweds to act on impulse.

So Marcus whisked Melissa away to their apartment, spending the whole morning lost in each other's embrace.

Caught up in Marcus' passion, Melissa couldn't resist his bedroom prowess, When Melissa finally snapped out of it, the clock showed three in the afternoon. Her phone jolted her awake.

It was Albert, asking her to pick someone up at the airport.

After the call, Melissa felt dazed for a moment.