The wedding is beautiful, which isn’t surprising. The Jacobs have more money than my dad. Maybe. Probably. Well, it doesn’t matter. They both have more money than they know what to do with.
Lena made a beautiful bride, and Annabelle was the sweetest flower girl even though Ford’s youngest sister, Morgan, carried her down the aisle. Of course, Ford was a handsome groom. No tears, but a huge smile on his face when Lena appeared with Ford’s dad at the end of the aisle.
Now, we’re seated at the tables for dinner. They haven’t done assigned seating, which I’m not really a fan of. I love assigned seats as much as the smart kid likes to sit in the front of the classroom.
The chair next to me gets pulled out and a large body sits down. I look over to see Kane there.
“You look beautiful,” he sa
