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“Hey, we all have to go through the groomsman experience at one point, you know? Shit, at least you had fun with the party boys,” Barrel teased as he entered the living room after changing out of his tux noticing Bridget was laying on the floor. Carefully he laid next to her. “Yeah, height takes the advantage, but hey, you held on like a champ. You’ve still got the title for liver of steel,” He commended. “You wanna lay here a little longer or do you want me to carry you to the room?” He asked curiously.Â
She grinned as she turned her head to look over at him. Of course he had joined her on the floor. That was how he was. She appreciated that about him, the softness that no one else understood. Sure she loved moody brooding it was definitely hot and got her all kinds of bothered. But this his sweet side it was hers and special only a select few got it and it was these moments she appreciated most. “Hmmm I guess we’d regret sleeping on the floor huh should probably get up.” She knew she needed to change anyhow. Lifting her arms Bridget grinned. “Help me up so I can get out of this dress.”Â















