Chapter 34The formal pictures were done. Me and Wills, me and Wills and my family, me and Wills and his family, and his family, and his family…My God, it was huge. I’d started to wonder if we’d finish in time for dinner.
But now we were sitting down for the first course. I’d just taken a bite of the tomato caprese when…
Dingdingdingdingding.
“You up for it, babe?”
I finished chewing, took a sip of my wine, and leaned forward to meet my husband’s lips. “Always.”
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Dingdingdingdingdingdingding
Pat was hitting his glass with a spoon. Again. He kept saying he needed it as therapy for his broken arm.
“It’s not broken anymore,” Wills had growled at him the fiftieth time he’d done that. He’d actually had the cast removed about two months ago.
“Okay, then just consider it a good exc
