“You what?!”
Tanner and Clark laughed. They held up their left hands and waggled their fingers to showcase the rings.
“You actually got married? On a layover?” Jesse was clearly floored. His gaze moved from his best friend to the little powder-puff twink he barely knew, at the matching grins they had somehow acquired, two days into married life. “To each other?”
“I’m Tanner Arnold now.”
Jesse gaped. Tanner and Clark laughed again.
“I’m kidding,” Tanner said. “I’ll keep my maiden name, of course.”
“Maybe hyphenate?” Jesse’s hunky doctor boyfriend Willis suggested.
“Okay, wait. I saw that picture on f*******:, obviously. I thought you guys were just, you know, getting in the spirit. Take that, foes of marriage equality! This is what it would look like if we got married.”
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