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I cocked my head. "Monks?"

"Yeah. The monks of Chimay brewed their first beer for commercial use and they changed the game."

I pursed my lips and nodded. "That, I did not know."

"Well, now you do." He also pursed his lips into a smile and my guts took a tumble as if freefalling from a skyscraper.

Fuck my life.

"Cool. Thanks," I said. "I…erm…I also emailed the florist with your choice of centerpieces and venue decor. Did you manage to get a playlist together for the DJ? Also, do you think you can send me your RSVPs so we can start figuring out a table plan and getting dietary requirements together?"

"Ah." Kody hissed. "That."

"Problem?" I grimaced.

Before he could answer, his phone went off and he turned to answer it.

I watched him for a moment, trying to figure out what I'd said wrong, but then he caught me staring and I turned away, trying to act normal. I did the best thing I could and tried the otherbeers he'd offered me. The Twelve Dogs of Christmas was like Christmas cake in liquid form. Sweet, spiced and everything nice. Fistmas, on the other hand was gross. Definitely not for me. In all senses of the word.

"Yeah, that one is a bit rough. I really don't like it," he said, eyeing my glass.

"They could have gone back to the drawing board with this one. Even the name is…well, weird."

Kody laughed and took the glass away.

"Let's take this abomination away from you." He poured the beer into the sink.

"So…" he started when he approached me again. "We have a bit of a problem."

I cocked my head and stared at him. "What kind of problem?"

"Jenna. She…uhm…she's stuck abroad. Her airline is having issues with the weather and overbookings or something, I'm not sure I understood, but she doesn't know when she'll be back."

"Oh. But she'll be back in time for the wedding, right?"

"Yes. Definitely! It's just…we were supposed to send out the invites this weekend."

I almost choked.

"Your invites? You haven't sent out invites yet?"

He shook his head slowly, guiltily.

"Please tell me you've sent save-the-dates."

He shook his head again.

"Oh. We've got a problem."

"I know. We were supposed to do it but something always came up and we kept putting it off."

Who forgot to send out invites to their wedding? A wedding that was happening in under a month?

"Not to worry. I'll help."

Kody shook his head. "Oh no, please. I couldn't. You're flying back tomorrow."

I sighed. "Not anymore. I'll rebook my flight and we'll sit down tomorrow and get them done. Only…”