"I love weddings," Donna declared as she grabbed my wrist with eagerness. Just like everyone else, she was more than ready to get the show on the road. Lin and Jenny's wedding was set to start in the matter of minutes and thousands of people filled a traditional church. There was a bunch of chatter coming from a room full of gangsters, family members, friends and random people who were probably guests of guest. It was kind of beautiful how all the gangsters that attended the wedding were putting away their immoral duties for a few hours for their fellow comrade. "Don't you love weddings?! It's such a spiritual experience. It's like none other," Donna continued to gush to me as her gorgeous ocean blue eyes met mine. Wow, she was so gorgeous.

Her dark hair was flowing down her shoulders effortlessly and if I didn't know she was Andy's mother, I would probably mistake her for a woman in her late twenties. She aged so gracefully. There wasn't one wrinkle visible on her face. How was she so damn hot for her age? How was Andy's whole f-cking family so damn gorgeous? Why were they so blessed? It just wasn't fair. Their facial structures, intoxicating bright smiles and mesmerizing eyes were unbelievable.

"Weddings always make me cry," I admitted to Donna as I touched her forearm that was gently holding my wrist. Since Andy was in the wedding and all of her friends that I was comfortable with was in the wedding also, I made sure that I got a seat with Andy's family. They were thrilled to see me again. I was greeted with hugs from Giana, Donna and Iggy. Donna welcomed me to the family even though Andy and I were only dating. I think she was more overjoyed than Andy and I about us being together. It was adorable to see her root so hard for us though. There were some people that I genuinely loved from the get go and Donna was one of them. Her heart was so pure and I knew she was truly happy that her daughter was with me. She gave me so much respect that I felt like I was one of her girlfriends.

Every now and then Donna would discreetly point out a woman around her age. They always looked good like her, but just not as good. She told me the most bizarre things about them, such as one was having affair on her husband with a guy that was the age of her youngest son; which was sixteen. We were cackling and gossiping in the church and it made me envy her. Her life seemed so interesting and relaxed. All she did was sip on wine, talk sh-t, party with her friends and spend time with her husband. She was so carefree for someone her age and I hoped to be somewhat like her when I got to her age.

"You're not wearing make-up so you can cry with no worries, gorgeous girl," she told me before letting go of my wrist. She gave me a sweet smile and turned to her husband who had just took her seat beside her. After greeting me, Iggy was pulled away by fellow gang member after gang member. Since he was the one who created the family, he was getting dragged in unwanted conversations and he seemed too nice to decline them. The gang members looked at him like he was a shining star. They would do anything for him and his respect was easily noticed. "Finally, you're back, tiger," Donna growled at her partner.

I giggled to myself and turned to Giana who had her face frowned up with disgust. Honestly, that was goals. I wanted to be that old and still attracted to my partner like that, still experimenting new things sexually, romantically, emotionally and in all aspects of our relationship. "They're so embarrassing," Giana whispered to me.

"I think they're cute. Your parents still got it. They're happy."

"And disgusting." Giana stuck out her tongue and acted like she was going to barf to show how disgusted she was. I laughed at her over exaggeration. She went as far as to make the gagging noises. Good commitment.

I turned back towards Iggy and Donna. Donna was straightening out her husband's suit as he groaned with annoyance. "If one more damn person pulls me into some stupid conversation and tries to kiss my ass, I swear to God-"

"We're in f-cking church, honey! Jesus! Have some damn respect," Donna yelled at her husband for cursing. Not only was her reaction ironic but hilarious. She was getting on him for saying 'damn' but she just shouted the f-bomb. I was guilty of laughing aloud and Donna smacked her own hand as in to discipline herself for cursing.

'Sorry, darlin'. I'm just tired of people kissing my ass," Iggy grumbled. In many ways, Andy was just like her father. From the way they talked to how they carried themselves. For an older man, Iggy oozed swagger and everything he did just seemed so damn cool. He was smooth like silk and so was my girlfriend. I'd never admit it to her but she could probably talk me into anything that she wanted.

The wedding began and the ceremony was so beautiful that I cried throughout at least half of it. My first tear was shed when I saw Andy. No one deserved to look that damn good. My baby walked down the aisle as if she was a model on the runaway. She dripped confidence as she held her head high and walked down the aisle with the average bridesmaid that couldn't compare. That pink tie and handkerchief looked so good on her. Pink was her f-cking color. I couldn't stress it enough. When I saw her, I wanted to rip off every damn layer of her suit but my fervor calmed down once the vows were exchanged. I went from horny to crying with joy within a few moments.

Lin and Jenny's vows were so passionate that their love for each other filled the room. They choked up as they voiced their feelings for each other and hopes for the future. While I sobbed, Donna was loyal enough to pass me tissues as she dabbed at her own eyes. Giana was laughing at the both of us for being wimps but I was pretty sure I saw Iggy wiping his eyes when he thought no one was looking.

When the ceremony ended, the reception began and that's when things got crazy. I guess, there really wasn't anything like a gangster party. The reception was held on the rooftop of a tall building in the middle of the city. Even though the number of wedding attendees cut in half, the party was still huge and insane. There was dancing, near-fights and brawls, arm wrestling, weed smoking and some people were shooting dice in the corner. I had to send a couple of videos to Mia to let her see how crazy things were because she would never believe me if I flat out told her.

The reception was so crowded that it took an hour until Andy finally found me dancing with her mother. I was trying to teach Donna how to salsa. Donna wasn't a bad dancer but I was a horrible instructor. I was never good at telling people how to do things. I got frustrated easily and found myself doing rather than showing. Donna was enjoying herself though. She was giggling as she constantly tripped over own feet. When she finally gave up, she threw up her hands to the air. "Okay, at least I can say that I tried it!"

"It takes a lot of practice and a better teacher," I confessed sheepishly. That's when I felt arms wrap around my waist from behind. I rolled my eyes sarcastically as Donna raised her brows with a small smile on her face. She walked past Andy and I, but not before slapping Andy on the back. I turned around in Andy's arms and found her standing there with a gorgeous smile on her face. Her eyes were red and glossy. Knowing her and her friends, they probably smoked before and after the wedding.

"Hey, bebé," I told her as I wrapped my arms around her neck.

"I love it when you call me that," she told me lazily. There was a hint of alcohol on her breath as well. Alcohol and marijuana seemed like the basics of a gangster wedding. Andy began rocking me slowly to the song that was playing. I laughed as she tried to slow dance with me to a fast, dance song. When she figured out it was nearly impossible to stay on beat, she leaned into me and kissed my shoulder before looking into my eyes. "I saw you crying during the wedding. You're a big baby."

"You cried too," I pointed out. I vividly remembered her wiping away tears when the minister announced Lin and Jenny's marriage.

"Okay but I wasn't sobbing. My mom was handing you tissue after tissue, baby girl," she continued to make fun of me.

"You're so annoying sometimes."

"Crybaby, crybaby, Delaney is a crybaby," she sung to me obnoxiously.

"I may be a crybaby, but guess what?" Andy shut up her dry singing and gave me her attention. "Me and your mom are best friends now. She loves me and I love her. I think we might be more than friends. I might take her from your father," I joked. "Or you know what, he can stay. I'll take both."

Andy frowned up her face and stuck out her tongue with disgust. "Yuck!"

She was just like Giana. I giggled at her facial expression and grabbed her cheeks before squishing them together. "Just kidding. I'm stuck with your annoying ass. But really, your mom really likes me. She asked me to hang out with her sometime."

"Dude, you're not hanging out with her."

"Yes I am, dude."

"But she's my mom," Andy whined.

"I know and she's going to tell me all your deepest and darkest secrets."

Andy rolled her eyes sarcastically. "Dammit. She's going to tell you that I'm secretly straight and all of this was just a social experiment." I laughed and pushed her shoulders. She chuckled but stopped suddenly. "Speaking of the devil..."

Donna hit her shoulder and turned to me without a word to her daughter. "Hey, Delaney. They're about to throw the bouquet." My eyebrows rose suddenly with surprise. What did the bouquet have to do with me? "Don't you want to knock down all those b-tches and catch it," Donna asked as she took a sip from her wine.

Andy quickly stepped up. "Someone's had too much to drink." She tried to take the drink from her mother but Donna smacked Andy. I was guilty of laughing. She smacked the sh-t out of her and Andy just stood there. I was cracking up as Andy rubbed at her cheek. "You should try to go catch the bouquet, darlin'. It'll be fun," Andy agreed abruptly. That slap really made her rethink things.

Catching the bouquet that the bride threw basically meant you were next in line to get married. It was a stupid tradition and I wasn't in a rush to get married. I didn't feel like being kicked and scratched by b-tches who really wanted to get married soon. It just wasn't worth it to me. But, I also didn't want to get smacked like Andy, so I agreed and got in place for the throw. The DJ stopped the music and ordered everyone without a ring on it to be in place for the throwing. Hundreds of crazy women barricaded me as Jenny stood above us with a precious glow. Damn, she was so f-cking happy. She deserved it. Lin too. She spent around in circles a few times with her eyes closed before throwing the bouquet. When she threw it, all hell broke loose.

Women began grabbing each other, pulling each other's dresses, throwing heels at one another and it was honestly too much. I was able to step out of the equation and when I did, I saw the bouquet laying on the floor beside me. The idiots were forming a circle and fighting for something that wasn't even there. I stared at it for a second, thinking whether I should grab the bouquet or not. One of those crazy b-tches definitely deserved it. "Pick the motherf-cker up! Pick it up," Donna called out to me.

Without any further thinking, I picked up the bouquet and the surrounding people watching the craziness go down cheered. Andy's friends grabbed her and began yelling at her. They were getting a real laugh out of the circumstance as the women who didn't get the bouquet were heavily disappointed. Donna pulled me into a tight hug and kissed my cheek. "You know this really means nothing but I'm still really f-cking happy," she told me before she began jumping up and down. She snatched the bouquet from me. "I'll just take this for safe keeping. Might even put a part of it in the family scrapbook." Okay, now I agreed with Andy. Donna had a little too much to drink.

Andy walked over to us and she put her arm around my shoulder. "It was like that thing was destined for you. I don't see how nobody else realized where it was," she told me with chuckle. It sounded a bit nervous but I wasn't worried about it. I knew Andy wouldn't ask me to marry her for a long time. Although her mother was ready for marriage and kids ASAP, I was willing to take things as slow as she wanted.

"Yeah, it's just sad because we're not getting married in a long time so those girls are going to be single for years. Sucks to suck," I kidded.

Andy laughed and nodded her head. "I love how you said we. You better not get married to someone else."

"Well, honestly, it depends who asks me first. It's either you or Drake so stay on your toes, champ." I punched Andy lightheartedly and she laughed.

"What am I going to do with you?" Andy bit her lower lip after she asked her question with a not so subtle hidden meaning. Andy got randomly horny, specifically when she had alcohol in her system. It was probably one of the highlights about her. The spontaneous sex was always interesting and fulfilling.

I looked around to try to locate Donna, but I didn't see her anywhere near. Andy's hands fell on my hips and she took a step towards me. Her hands began moving lower and lower as her eyes stared into mine. F-ck, did she look good. She hadn't changed out of her suit so it was hard to contain myself, but we were around a whole bunch of people, some of which were Andy's family members. Her lips connected with mine and even though they tasted like alcohol, I sucked on her lower lip. She smirked when I bit her lower lip and moved her lips to my earlobe. She nibbled on it softly as her hands grasped onto my ass. I put my hands on her wrists and let out a soft moan.

"Your family's here, babe," I reminded her softly. She moved one of her hands up my side and ran it up and down my side soothingly as her lips moved further down my neck. I peeped around and saw no one was paying us any attention. I don't think Andy would care whether they were noticing anything or not.

"I need to get you out of this," she said referring to my dress. Her voice made my stomach turned. She sounded so needy and ready to f-ck me right there if she had to. "Let's go somewhere more private, okay?"

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How do you feel about Donna and Delaney being so close?

Smut was supposed to be at the end, but I didn't feel like writing it so you guys can imagine it. Lmao. This is just kind of a filler but things are about to get interesting.