My Groom Smashed My Face Into The Cake As A Joke Until My Brother Stepped In

point of reconsidering it. His face had the particular quality of controlled anger, the kind that is more frightening than the uncontrolled kind because it is purposeful.

He crossed the dance floor in a few quick strides. Ed, still laughing, had not fully processed what was happening before Ryan had him by the back of the head with the same motion Ed continue reading …