Sipping from a bottle of beer, Kareem on the side of him, Jeremiah shook his head as he heard Corazón’s speech. Kareem chuckling on the side of him, his fist to his mouth. “It ain’t that funny nigga,” Jer chuckled, smacking his teeth, “It’s a little funny, J. Ya wife is clownin you.” Kareem laughed, slapping his friends shoulder. “Nigga, I bet you she finna be the one crying later, fuck off me.” Jeremiah joked, nudging Kareem’s hand off his shoulder and making his way towards Cora’s direction. Licking his lips, he drank in her attire for the night, straight beauty, he couldn’t wait to see her walk down the aisle. “You know damn well you gon be the one to get teary eyed.” He wrapped an arm around her waist, nuzzling his head into her neck, taking in her scent. “It was a beautiful speech, baby. No doubt about it.”