“Tommy I ain’t marrying a girl I’m just meeting.” John fought his brother for what seemed like the hundredth time today.
Tommy sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose with his index and thumb. “Just meet her and you can decide for fucksake.”
The moment that door opened Tommy’s smirk grew, the smug look on his face making John scoff, but John couldn’t keep his eyes off of you, the most flawless woman he’s ever seen. His future wife.