CHAPTER FOURTEEN
“Cheer up a little, woman. It's not every day people get to marry their celebrity crush,” Elisa whispered beside me. Considering this was just a magistrate officiated wedding, only Elisa and I were sitting outside the office, waiting for Ryan and Reagan.
“Crush my foot! That man has got an attitude worse than a donkey,” I spat angrily. He was the one person who easily gotten to my nerves so quickly. It’s like he knew the right trigger to push and make my anger spit all over the place.
“Donkeys have attitudes?” Typical Elisa.
“You know that whenever I’m angry, I always spit s**t that I really have no clue if it makes sense but you get the point. I have never had to deal with someone as impossible as him. Since we got together, all we ever do is just bicker at
