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I groaned again.
Why did she start making sense when I knew full well she didn’t?
“Yeah, why don’t we do it during the speeches at the party when everyone will be super confused,” Kody suggested, his tone dripping with sarcasm.
“Oh,” she jumped on the spot. “I just remembered. Please don’t kill me.”
“What?” I glared at her.
“Nothing. I just…well, when I was away I sort of…canceled the catering.”
“What?” Kody said.
“Please don’t be angry with me.” She looked from him to me, tail between her legs and I couldn’t help but laugh. “What? Why are you laughing?”
“Nothing. You’re just lucky I know a guy. And he owes me a favor.”
25
KODY
The next few days were an absolute whirlwind as the reality of my engagement to Nova hit and as we took the time to adjust our big day to what we wanted.
Now that my wedding was real, I didn’t want small. I didn’t want a quick ceremony and get out. I wanted it to be big, beautiful and memorable. I wanted it to be a day for Nova and me to cherish for the rest of our lives. Because I knew we would last forever. Wehadto. We were made for each other.
The good thing was most of the things we’d already done were to Nova’s tastes, thanks to Jenna’s machinations behind the scenes and having to sort them out with Nova. Like the cake, which was pretty perfect already, and the invitations, which while they had the wrong name on, were exclusively Nova’s creation. The playlist needed a couple of adjustments and of course we had to rush to Springfield to get him a tux, a gorgeous maroon suit that went perfectly with my forest green.
We’d decided to leave the big announcement for the big day. Not because Jenna was right, but because we already had enough to worry about without having to stop every five seconds to explainwhat had happened. If anything it would make the day more memorable. Heck, it might even make it in town history as the most absurd and romantic wedding ever.
As for the catering…
“I think your friend is hitting on my friend,” I told Nova and he looked over to Jenna and his friend from New York, Conner.
He was a brunet edging on ginger with soft features and a glorious mustache to match my own. He was a kind, generous and funny man, and Jenna hadn’t left his side since he’d arrived three days ago and he hadn’t complained.
“Good. He needs someone chaotic in his life to breathe some life into his routine. He works eighty or so hours a week and hasn’t had a date in five years,” Nova said.
“Ouch. Poor guy,” I said. “I guess it’s not easy for anyone to find their person, is it? I thought Jenna and I had exclusive rights to bad relationships.”
“Are you serious? Do you not watch any reality TV? Everyone is looking for somebody to love and can’t find it.”
“Well, good thing I finally found you, then.” I pulled him into my arms and gazed into his gorgeous eyes, feeling so full of joy and love I could burst any moment.
And to think only a month ago I’d resigned myself to never finding love again.
I guess when life laughs, destiny makes plans.
Because he was my destiny. That much was clear. And becoming clearer with each day.
“Awww, look at them. They’re adorable, aren’t they?” said one of Nova’s brothers.
I wasn’t sure who. He had so many I still struggled to tell them apart, but I was starting to get the hang of it. They all had different personalities that made them unique, but they all loved each other and it only took one look at them to tell they were a family.
Nova blushed and looked down but I grabbed him by the chin and tipped his head up so I could kiss him proudly.
“Weareadorable,” I told him.
“Ew, get a room.” That was the one brother I remembered.
