the one thing you can't live without.

The priest told Matt he could kiss the bride, Harlow wrapping her arms around Matt's neck and deepened the kiss as he did.

Matt kissed Harlow passionately, sliding his arms around her waist and pulling her tightly against his chest.

Harlow slowly pulled away from Matt when bed father cleared his throat loudly. The brunette blushed, giving her dad a small smile and began filling out the marriage certificate with Matt.

Matt chuckled, filling the form with Harlow. He looked at Brian, walking over to give him a hug. "I can't thank you enough," he said.

"Don't worry about it," Brian said.

"I vote we all go change and have some drinks to celebrate," Tal suggested.

Matt nodded his head. "It sounds great to me," he said.

Harlow nodded in agreement. She knew she needed to pace herself this time around.

Matt took Harlow's hand and followed Tal and Abbie out to the parking lot. He glanced at Brian. "Wanna ride with us?" he asked.

"I don't want to intrude," Brian said.

"I don't mind if Harlow doesn't," Matt said.

"It's fine daddy," Harlow stated. "I promise we'll behave."

"It's not that," Brian said. "This is your wedding night. I know how important it is for you two to be together."

"Will you shut up and get in the car?" Matt said with a chuckle.

"It's just for drinks," Harlow stated. "Think of it as Matt and I's wedding reception."

Brian sighed in defeat. "Alright, alright," he said. He went to the car and climbed in the backseat.

Matt got in after helping Harlow in, starting the car. "How were the kids doing?" he asked.

"Being little shits as usual," Brian said with a small laugh.

"I would blame Matt but I know how much of shit head I could be," Harlow laughed.

Brian laughed. "Always," he said. "You were such a little priss."

"I was not," Harlow argued. "I only got mad because you dropped my damn doll and acted like it was no big deal. She had brain damage after that."

Matt chuckled softly, biting his lip as he followed Tal to the bar.

Brian smiled slightly. "You always seemed to care more about your dolls than me and your mom," he teased.

"Well they definitely were more fun then you were," Harlow joked.

Brian scoffed. "I'm a fun parent," he said.

"Sure you are Brian," she joked.

Brian raised an eyebrow. "Did you just call me Brian?" he asked.