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“Yeah. She’s nutty, but we love her.”

“Well, if you think of anything else, just shoot me a text, okay?” I hate talking on the phone. “I’ll work my magic and have some options for you in a couple of weeks.”

“Wonderful. Thanks, Haley.” She hangs up.

I have no clue if I should kiss or kill Jenna for this.

Haley: Your cousin just called me.

Jenna: You’re welcome.

I roll my eyes and smile.

Haley: She’s got champagne wishes. Does she have a beer budget?

Jenna: Hell no. Her fiancé is stupid rich. He has more money than God.

That still doesn’t ease my biggest worry. Courtney couldn’t even decide a color scheme, aesthetic, or whether she wants it all outside. She just said, “I’ll know it when I see it.”

Those are the same people who tell servers to “surprise them” with a salad dressing because they can’t decide for themselves. Ugh.

Haley: Thanks for the chance, babe.

I’ll make it work. Bridezillas don’t scare me, and I have plenty in my arsenal of ideas to work with. I’m sure we can put Courtney’s dream wedding together in no time. And if she likes what I do, maybe she’ll tell her friends about me.

Jenna: I got you, girl!

Jenna: Have you seen Cole yet?

I’m not sure I should say.

Haley: Yes. I met with him today.

My phone rings immediately, and Jenna’s face pops up on the screen through FaceTime.

“Tell me everything.”

I lean back with a sigh. “It was…” Awkward, scary, amazing, hot, weird. “Not as awful as I feared.”

“Told you so.” Jenna laughs. “He’s still so hot, isn’t he?”

“Hotter than hot.”

Jenna kept up with Cole all this time. I used to get this horrible jealous feeling in my gut whenever I saw her like a post of his or make a comment, but it faded after she and I picked up our friendship again. It took Jenna a little over a year of texting me until I finally bit the bullet and continued our friendship. It wasn’t hard, but it also wasn’t easy. I had a lot to learn.

I’m so glad she was patient with me. I wouldn’t be the same without her. In fact, I can’t imagine my life without Jenna in it now. She’s my best friend.

“Did he rail you against his desk or what?”

“No.” I smack my head, laughing. “I wish though.”

“What did he do?”

“Well, for starters, he took one look at me and dropped his coffee all over the floor. Later we met at the office so I could show him the space and tell him my vision.”

“Ohhh, and how was that?”

“He brought me my favorite drink. Well, my old favorite drink.”

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