Despite all that, he did sleep in my tent that night, though we kept Kel between us. It was the only way we knew we'd be able to get sleep with how fast our hearts kept pounding. I couldn't help reflecting on the night before my first marriage. I hadn't slept at all then, too busy looking forward to it as well as fearing that I had made the wrong choice. There were just so many factors one couldn't account for, the biggest one being the agency of the other person. No matter how good someone was when you first married them, they could always royally screw it up by deciding playing it clean wasn't their taste.