*~Gabrielle's POV~*
"Rules…?" Confusion rose in my chest. What kind of rules is he talking about?
"Yes, my lady. Don't you want this marriage to be less stressful?" he questioned. I nodded, and he smiled.
"Well, I will state my rules, and you will also state yours. We'll discuss everything that makes us uncomfortable." I shook my head, starting to understand where he was coming from.
"Okay, go on," I said, and he cleared his throat.
"One, I don't like physical touch," he said sharply, leaving me confused.
"Touch?" I repeated. He nodded.
"Touch, as in physical contact," he clarified. What kind of person doesn't like physical touch? Does this mean I can't hug or hold hands with my husband?
"But we held hands earlier," I pointed out.
"That was necessary. I'm telling you now that from now on, no more of that," he murmured, twisting my stomach as he continued.
"We won't be consummating our marriage," he said again, this time more firmly. I swallowed hard. Consummate?
