Regardless of his dark skin, he'd turn a shade of red when realizing where he'd ask her to follow him to. Only he would completely miss that specific detail. The bed was meant to keep her from getting hurt and ruin her dress. Now... he was probably acting like every other guy she ever met.

Yet Ty didn't think about her past or where they were located. How could he with her lips meeting his? All he once wanted was to put an arm around her, tell Tandy that he was there for her. She had brought her hand to his face once and it felt nice before catapulting each other across the church. Her lips were soft and inviting and damn if it wasn't the best thing he ever felt in his life. The forehead touch had him a little dizzy but her kiss left him out of breath.

His body reacted faster than Ty could register what was happening. He returned her kiss greedily, needing the contact as much--if not more than he wanted it. Not until pulling Tandy close and feeling pressure of his sandwiched arousal did he jump back. He instinctively pulled over one side of the button down loosely on his frame, additionally grasping the crotch of his pants in an effort to further 'adjust' (aka conceal) what was happening.

"That--that was nice," he stammered and looked everywhere but at Tandy for a second before finally peering at her.