I don't own Enchanted so please don't sue. The reason why Robert is frustrated is explored in this chapter.
The wedding had been the most beautiful one he had ever seen , then again he was biased seeing as it was his own wedding he was talking about. Morgan seemed to be smiling from ear to ear, she was so excited to be getting a new mom. She was wearing a baby blue dress with a pink ribbon around her waist. She looked so cute delicately placing the petals onto the runaway while remembering to smile and not to walk fast.
His Giselle looked like an angel, then again when didn't she, in a princess cut dress that trailed behind her as she floated down the aisle. He had mouthed "I love you" to her as she approached the alter and they took each other's hands and his heart jumped as she smiled and mouthed the words back. .
For ceremony he just gazed into her eyes and reminding himself that this beautiful women was going to be his wife that he would be loving for the rest of his life. The priest had to call his name twice and he awoken from his dreams as the audience laughed. After he composed himself while hiding his growing blush, he repeated his vows after the priest said them.
Finally the priest said "You may kiss the bride" , he let out a breath he didn't even know he was holding and lifted the gossamer veil to see Giselle's sparkling blue eyes that were brushed with happy tears and her heartbreaking smile. He closed his eyes and gently pressed his lips to hers, deepening it after a few moments. His head swam and the audience's cheering faded to a low hum as they kissed.
He was rudly awakened from this magical moment when someone in the audience gave a catcall. His heart felt like it was flying as the rest of the night went on.
As Giselle, Robert and Morgan were going to the reception in the limo, Morgan was talking nonstop about how excited she was about her new mom,how much she enjoyed being a flower girl and how both Giselle and Robert needed to save her as a dance. At the reception, Robert found that he couldn't take his eyes off his new wife and was more then ready to have this dam reception where he had to mingle with his business partners with whom he had nothing in common with and begin his new life with his two girls.
Giselle and Robert's first dance as husband and wife was Celine Dion's "Colour of my love" and he felt that they were the only two people in the entire world and they only had eyes for each other. Finally the night was over and after kissing and hugging Morgan goodbye as she was going with her grandma for two days and giving her last minute "be good" talk, Giselle and Robert got back into the limo to go to the Grande Plaza hotel for their honeymoon.
He had once again blushed profusely when the bell boy had wolf whistled at Giselle and waggled his eyebrows when he heard it was their honeymoon. Then again the bellboy looked to be in early 20's so how would he know how to treat a real women.
This brought Robert to the point he was at now. He couldn't believe that he was so nervous but also kind of anxious. He had been experiencing some emotions he was embarrassed to feel, only teenagers feel this not grown men.
It had grown even worse since he and Giselle had gotten engaged and no matter how much he tried to fight it the urges continued to come at the worst times.When he had first saw Giselle, no matter how crazy he thought she was at the beginning with her talk of finding a meadow to sleep in, how her prince would come for her and of course her big, poufy wedding dress, he thought she was beautiful.
When they started to date, he found that when they kissed he would run his hands up and down her back and pull her close to him and would even drop kisses on her neck before he would reprimand himself for doing such an adolescent thing and moving himself a good distance away from her.
He would find himself traveling back to the morning that he walked into the bathroom and found Giselle wrapped in a towel and how it would look if the towel had slipped a little bit or if Nancy hadn't been at the door and he found himself get aroused which he would have to reduce by walking around his office.
When Giselle and him were snuggling on the coach, he fantasized about kissing her lips then trailing down her neck while gently pinning her to the cushions. His blood started to travel north as he thought about having her warm, soft body pressed against him and having her small, subtle fingers running through his hair and down his back as she kissed him back.
He would shake his head as he heard her sweet voice asking him if he was ok. He would say that he was fine and excuse himself to the bathroom where he would wet a washcloth and put it on his forehead or back of his neck to cool himself down while taking deep breaths. He found himself thinking about things of the same nature even worse when they got engaged, he went from only thinking about those naughty thoughts when he was around Giselle to thinking those thoughts all day.
It was keeping him up all night, fantasizing about them kissing all over each other's bodies and exploring new places on each other not yet explored then snuggling together naked with their bodies covered in sweat and struggling to breathe that would leave him with a messy surprise in the morning.
Now the moment is upon him and he has no idea what to do now.