Chapter 2
The whirlwind in pink and sequins wanted the world to know she was the bride. The title was spelled out across her boobs, and a tiara with the same perched atop her blonde hair. It listed a little to one side as she bounced over and threw her arms around Sam.
“Oh, it’s so good to see you! It’s been forever. How was your flight? How was your first year of grad school? I feel like we haven’t talked in months.” The words spilled out in a rush that made Griff wonder if she’d already gotten into the alcohol on her own flight here.
Sam laughed and hugged her back. “Good to see you, too, Chloe.”
The entourage—and there was really no other word for the tight cluster of other girls and guys who’d trailed Chloe over here—watched in fond amusement as she continued to jabber. It took Gri
