Hot Ian

Ian shot a disapproving glance at his brother, who was actively supporting his wife, and then shifted his gaze to the other girl who, by all accounts, was meant to be under his care.

Instead of picking her up, he crossed his arms in front of him and questioned," Why do I have to give up my night because your wife's best friend drank too much?"

"Because you are the best man." Demetri shrugged as Nora poked him in the shoulder gesturing for him to lean down so that she could climb on his back.

"Of course, I am the best man but what does have to do with taking care of... her."

Demetri shot a look at Ian and clarified," You are the best man for my wedding, and she is the maid of honor. It is your responsibility to help her with the wedding arrangements which is what they have started today. So, you take care of her and I'll be taking my wife home."