"You excited?"
"Yup!"
"Happy?"
"Absolutely!"
"Nervous?"
"Unfortunately!"
"Don't worry, we got your back. Deep breaths. Just a heads up though, my girl is scary good at dolling someone up. I'm not trying to brag here, but I've seen her work and it is scary how she can transform a person. She's going to doll your wife so good you're going to get a boner before you get married,"
"Holy shit, man. You're not helping!"
"Sorry. I'm just saying,"
"You're still not going to tell us her name, are you?"
"Nope,"
Lyte was consulting in Jack for moral support as he waited on the altar. He was dressed in a tuxedo and a line of 3 men also in tux were standing behind him. The men were his best men, Jack, David and Storm - only because he forced himself upon him.
