Chapter 2: A Night to Remember

As they settled into their cozy hotel room, Dorothy couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and nervousness. The soft glow of the lamp on the bedside table cast a warm light on Lucas's face, and she couldn't help but notice the way his eyes sparkled in the dim light. They had spent the evening exploring the city, and now they were finally alone, with no distractions or interruptions. Lucas smiled at her, his eyes locked on hers, and Dorothy felt her heart skip a beat. He walked over to her, his movements smooth and confident, and took her hand. "You look stunning tonight, Dorothy," he said, his voice low and husky. "I feel so lucky to have you as my wife." Dorothy blushed, feeling a little self-conscious but also happy and loved. "You don't look so bad yourself," she replied, smiling up at him. Lucas chuckled and pulled her close, his arms wrapping around her waist. "I'm glad you think so," he said, his breath warm against her ear. "I've been wanting to do this all day." As he spoke, he leaned in and kissed her, his lips brushing against hers in a soft, gentle caress. Dorothy felt a shiver run down her spine as she kissed him back, her heart racing with excitement. Their kisses grew more passionate, and soon they were lost in the moment, their bodies pressed together as they explored each other's lips and skin. Dorothy felt like she was melting into his arms, like she was home. As they broke apart for air, Lucas smiled at her, his eyes burning with desire. "I want you, Dorothy," he said, his voice rough with emotion. "I want to make love to you." Dorothy's heart skipped a beat as she looked into his eyes. She knew that this was it, this was the moment they had been waiting for. She nodded, her voice barely above a whisper. "I want you too, Lucas." As they made love, Dorothy felt like she was transported to a different world, a world of passion and desire. She had never felt this way before, and she knew that she would never forget this night. The city of love had cast its spell on them, and they were lost in its magic. As they lay together in the aftermath, Dorothy knew that their honeymoon was off to a dramatic start, one that she would never forget. In that moment, she realized that she had made the right decision in marrying Lucas. He was her soulmate, her partner in every sense of the word. And as she drifted off to sleep, surrounded by the beauty of Paris, she knew that she was exactly where she was meant to be. The sound of the city outside their window, the Eiffel Tower shining bright in the distance, and Lucas's arms wrapped around her, Dorothy felt a sense of peace and happiness that she had never known before. She was home, and she knew that she would never be alone again.