Page 61 of My Rules

“Henley, I hope it attacks Henley.” Antony smiles. We all chuckle as we imagine it.

“I’m hoping the wedding cake crumbles when the waiters bring it out,” Blake says as he parks the car. “Can we have just one chaotic incident, please?”

“Be nice,” I gasp. “I can’t believe you are hoping for things to go wrong.”

“Not wrong,” he replies. “The times you remember the most are the times when crazy shit goes down.”

“True,” Antony replies.

Be careful what you wish for, Dr. Grayson. The crazy shit you dream of is probably going to be me and you fighting to the death.

We get out of the car and make our way into the reception area; our mouths drop open as we look around in wonder. It has black-and-white marble tiles and huge chandeliers and lamps everywhere. The furnishings are all velvet and fancy upmarket antiques.

“Wow,” I whisper. “Will you look at this place.”

“Incredible,” Blake agrees.

“It has a real French feel,” I whisper. “I mean, not that I’ve been to France, but from what I’ve seen in books and magazines.”

“It is very French.” Antony nods as he looks around.

“You’ve never been to France?” Blake frowns.

“No.” I shake my head. “I’ve never been to Europe at all.”

“Oh, you have to go,” he says as he steps up to the reception desk. “It’s a must for everyone.”

“One day.” I give a halfhearted smile. Not that I’ll ever be able to afford it.

“Hello, we are here for the James and Drinkwater wedding,” Antony says to the girl at reception.

“Yes.” She types into her computer. “You are the bridal party.”

“Yes.”

Chloe and I smile in excitement. It’s happening.

“We have you booked in the executive suites on the third and fourth floors.”

Blake pulls out his credit card. “I’ll take care of all the rooms, please.”

“No, no.” I cut him off. I’ve been saving for this.

“The rooms have already been taken care of by the groom,” the receptionist tells us.

“Oh.”

“Idiot,” Blake grumbles. “I told him not to pay,” he thinks out loud. “Okay, thank you.”

The receptionist hands over the keys to the rooms. “I have Blake Grayson and Rebecca Dalton on level three. Take the elevator over on the right to level three, and your rooms are down the end of the corridor.”

“Thank you.”

“Then Antony Deluca and Chloe Willcox are on level four. Your elevator is on the left, and your rooms are halfway down the corridor.”

“Thank you.”

We make our way through the foyer. “What time is the wedding rehearsal?”

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