Kurtis POV
"Brody, are you ready to eat or just stare at the menu like it’s a life decision?" I teased as we sat down at the restaurant.
He smirked, flipping the menu over. "I’m just making sure I get the best steak in this place, man. When it comes to food, you gotta be serious."
I laughed, already knowing his obsession with finding the 'perfect meal.' "Yeah, because a bad steak will totally ruin your night, right?"
"Damn right," he replied, setting the menu down. "But, let’s be real. The food’s not the only reason we’re here tonight. We’ve got to lock down the plans for this three-day wedding bash."
I leaned back in my chair, shaking my head with a grin. "Always straight to business with you."
"Hey, this is serious stuff, Kurtis. You’re talking about one of the biggest parties of y
