JENNI
My cat, Noodle, bats at the tassels on my boots as my mom launches into the reasons why I need a husband. It’s annoying. The speech, not the cat. Noodles is a troublemaker, but I adore him and he can do no wrong in my eyes.
“We’re never going to have any grandchildren at this rate,” my mom says for the zillionth time. They’ve been in this competition with the Keiths for years to see who can have the most grandchildren. So far, my parents are losing, since Weston and Callie have Angel.
My parents were star-crossed lovers. My mom is from India, and her family is very traditional and comes from old money. She was supposed to have this arranged marriage, but my mom, being the rebel that she is, fell in love with my dad instead, an American from Georgia. I don’t know why her parents we
