Bradley and I watched as Jenna, Victor, Sean, and the security team left the apartment. Her safety was in their hands now and I trusted Sean would make sure she was returned here unharmed.
Sighing, I started to clean up the mess from breakfast. I did snicker at the memory of how quickly the food disappeared into those ten men. Jenna and I were still only half way done our breakfasts when the guys were going back for seconds. There was not a crumb left to put away.
Once the dishes were done and the kitchen cleaned up, Bradley and I sat for a few minutes discussing our wedding. He let me know his mom had a very small intimate affair arranged for the following Friday. He also suggested that we leave for San Diego the day following the wedding, as he felt it would be safer for us to be out
