“Yes, you told me you could,” I said. “And thank you for keeping the secret. You did a great job! This was absolutely perfect.”
“It was,” Jenna, agreed.
“But the night isn’t over,” I said. “We have some place to be!”
“We do?” Jenna asked. “What else have you planned?”
“You’ll see!” I said, taking Jenna by the hand and walking towards the parking lot.
“Do you know where we are going?” she asked Tyler, as he walked next to her and held on to her other hand.
“Yep,” he said, proudly. “I know the whole plan. I knew the plan before anybody else.”
Jenna stopped and looked at me. “Really? You talked to him first?”
I nodded. “Yes.”
She didn’t say anything, but the smile on her face and the way she hugged me told me everything I needed to know.
We got into the car and started driving, and as we approached her parent’s house Jenna started laughing.
“My parents know, too?” she asked.
“Yes!” Tyler answered. “They kept it a secret too.”
Jenna smiled as she saw both of her parents rush out of their house and make a beeline for her.
“We’re engaged!” she shouted, as they hugged her and congratulated her.
The next thirty minutes were a blur of hugs and activities, as several of our friends came to the house to help us celebrate. The most excited were Kevin and Shanna, who had gotten married only a month earlier.
“I knew it,” Shanna said later that evening, once everyone else had gone home. She and Kevin had stayed to help clean up from the party, and now we were all relaxing on the deck.
“You did?” I asked, happily settled with my arm around Jenna.
“Yes!” she said. “At that fundraiser event we went to in New York. Right, Jenna? I called it.”
Jenna nodded. “You did! You told me that you thought Ryan was interested in me.”
“See?” Shanna said, smugly.
I laughed. “I guess I didn’t hide it too well, did I?”
“No!” everyone said at once, and we all laughed.
Chapter 20
Jenna
I stood and looked at my reflection in the mirror. I couldn’t believe that this day was actually happening.
“You look beautiful,” my mom said, coming and standing next to me, adjusting my veil.
“Thank you,” I said.
“You do look really pretty, Mom,” Tyler said.
“Thank you Bubba,” I answered. “And you look so handsome.”