Kennedy’s POV
Once the cake was cut and all the older folks—Nonna Elisabetta, Grandma Gloria, a few of the uncles and most of the little kids—headed to bed, the entire vibe shifted.
The wedding reception went from sweet and wholesome to a borderline club scene within ten minutes.
The DJ clearly got the memo. The music turned dirty. Not fun-dirty, but dirty-dirty. It started with Get Low by Lil Jon and slowly spiraled into Lollipop by Lil Wayne, followed by Touch My Body by Mariah Carey.
And yeah… I probably should’ve left the dance floor right about then.
But I didn’t.
I was too caught up in the chaos, laughing so hard my stomach hurt, watching Marty and Finn stumble back from the open bar with two half-full glasses of champagne they clearly did not order themselves.
“Where’d you ge
