As always, her body responds well to the weight of his hands, arching slightly, muscles tightening. Even now, she yearns for him, but she tells herself that they need to stay, to spend time with their loved ones and thank them for their kindness and support before they fall into newlywed debauchery.

Well, what she'd consider to be debauchery.

"I'll slow dance with you again," Nat murmurs, pressing her lips to his again and lingering for an extended moment.