I slapped his hand away as it tried to grab my waist again. "Sam stop!" I grumbled as my heels clacked against the concrete after we stepped off the elevator in the parking garage. We were late...really late! I hated being late with a burning passion, but Sams burning passion for me overthrew that. This morning it was hell trying to get out of his arms because he kept distracting me with kisses...and other things. He's the worst at getting out of bed. If I didn't escape his grasp we would probably still be laying in bed right now.
It was Weston's day today, the day that no one thought would come. The day that he threw away all his playboy ways and he settled down. Weston was getting married. Tammy was the perfect girl for him they were practically the same person but Tammy knew when to be
