A wedding

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"You nervous?" Arthur asked Tommy who was downing more drink than he usually did so early in the morning.

"Why would you think that?" He asked his brother, rolling his eyes when Finn picked up two empty bottles of whisky and held them up for everyone to see. "I have a meeting to negotiate a few weeks of peace in a few minutes then I'm going to marry the love of my life, She will be marrying into one of the most notorious criminal families and for some reason she seems to have no clue about when we really do behind our bookies and other fronts. Why would be nervous?"

"It'll go alright." John promised and Tommy shook his head at him as he set down his glass which was sbatched away by Michael.

"If you turn up to drunk to make it down the Isle Polly will kill me." He muttered and pulled the bottles of Tommy's table.

"They're here for the meeting." Ada said as she stuck her head into the office. "If you're done with me I have to go and get ready, also meet your bride to be in her changing room. Do not be late."

Tommy nodded and turned his focus to the notes he'd written up before sending his brother's and cousin to their usual places during important meetings.

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"You're late." Michael said again as Tommy sipped at the iced water his driver had handed him as they got into the car.

"I'm aware. You've already said." Tommy muttered. Not paying attention.

"Polly's ringing again." Michael showed him his phone.

"Tell her to stop worrying. I'm in my suit. I'm on the way." Tommy said camly. Finn smiled when John leant down and muttered in his ear about how nervous Tommy really was.

Once they arrived Polly marched them into their place, rushing Tommy up the aisle to the amusement of his brothers who prodded into their right places.

Tommy's nerves hit him when the music started. Bridesmaids made their way to the front and the Ava was at the end of the door, followed by you.

She led you down the aisle as you smiled shyly. Your dress was simple. Everything about you was perfectly simple. It's what he loved. The dress was one shouldered, satin that hugged you loosely with a slit up the end that cascaded into a huge train that Karl happily rushed along holding the end of it.

"Polly was scared you wouldn't make it." You said and smiled when he cast his aunt a look.

"I wouldn't miss this for anything. I love you." He said as he took your hand.

"I love you to Tommy." You laughed when Ada told you to let the vicar start and rushed Karl to the side of the altar.

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