Dylan didn't intend to be in such a hurry, but with his favorite woman in his arms, he felt that if he could hold back any longer, he might as well become a saint.
Moreover, he felt that he had waited too long, and while he could hold out, his little brothers couldn't wait any longer.
So, why not take advantage of the brief separation that feels like a newlywed bliss, take advantage of the moonlight being just right, take advantage of... her concern for him and her lingering thoughts about him. Use a little bitter meat trick, beauty trap, whatever it takes, just get this most important thing done first, that's what's most desired in his heart.
After all, once he devours her this time, everything will naturally fall into place, and by dawn, they can go get their marriage license.
At this thought, Dylan felt excited about the future, eager to get that Red Book, eager to see Nell Harris's name written in the Spouse Column!
