Meet Me at the Alter
Martin looked at his watch as he took another sip of his champagne. He should have known the little shit wasn’t going to be on time. Even when Martin had rented his favorite place out. He couldn’t be on time for anything. Finally seeing the restaurant door open and the hostess go and greet Grey he finally stood up and huffed when the man was lead over “If I tell you that I need you here at 8 p.m. Grey, what did you think I meant”
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