Third Person POV

"I thought you guys were going to wear suits", Tyra frowned when she saw the sweeping golden robes that the groomsmen wore.

"All of them spoilt theirs", Amanda deadpanned before going in to change too.

"Spoilt it ? How ?", Tyra scrunched her face in confusion.

"We got milk on it", Zeke hurriedly supplied.

"More like milky c*m !", came Amanda's high pitched voice from the changing room and Tyra burst out laughing while the other three men glared at Amanda’s closed door red faced.

"Your mate has no manners at all", Zeke gruffed at Dylan as it was he was her effing mother. "Spank some of...