Bethany
Bethany woke Erica just before one. The pretty blond changed quickly, and they were on their way to locate the wedding reception room. The wind blew through the open ends of the hall, sweeping in behind and in front of them. The warmth caused Bethany's skin to break out in chill bumps. She wrapped her arms around herself and breathed in deeply.
"Oh man. I need this serenity so much. Everything has been moving far too fast in my world for my liking." Bethany glanced toward Erica, a flash of red catching her eye behind her.
"You'll have to tell me about it sometime."
Bethany nodded and turned, her eyes locating the source of the brilliant color. Matt.
"Hey, you. Come up here with us. We're going to decorate. I bet you and Erica could get it done in half the time of the rest of u
