One month had passed with preparation for the wedding and constant pestering by the media. It was a small wedding but a lot of money had gone out of his pockets and he felt it. There were invitation cards to be printed, the wedding outfits, renting the outdoor patio at the hotel and the hotel rooms they’d use. Logistics had surprisingly cost him so much. A lot of his friends who’d established themselves all over the world were now flying down to New York for the wedding as his groomsmen. He’d also seen a few of Summer’s bridesmaids and there was one that particularly stood out. Mainly because she was ogling him all the time.
“Bestie, you’ve really hit the jackpot. Your husband is so hot.” He’d heard her say one time as they waited in the hotel lobby for their rooms. He’d paused and threw
