Walking down the aisle on her father's arm was what every little girl dreamed of as a child... but the twins didn't care about that. They each placed themselves at a given stretch of the aisle and claimed to carry her along their allotted section. Andrew handed her to Richard, Richard handed her to Elliot, and Elliot handed her to Nick.

“It has literally cost you blood, sweat and tears. Don't screw it up,” he warned him.

Nick smiled as he took Valeria's hand in front of the hundred people closest to their lives, and the two turned to Connor, who looked at them slyly with his bible in his hands.

“You freaked out, didn't you?” he whispered to Nick, and Nick shook his head patiently.

“I didn't freak out, but don't do it again.”

“Come on, admit it, I'm handsome enough to steal the bride,” he teased him.

“And the bride has a stiletto heel that would bury itself very well in the shoe of either of you!” Valeria chided them through clenched teeth and Connor cleared his throat, starting t