Chapter 221

I squeezed his hand in appreciation, and we headed inside, where Reagan had outdone himself in getting the space ready for a wedding. The windows that lined the common area had been opened, letting in a gentle breeze that made the room smell like flowers and sunshine. Bouquets of yellow and white flowers adorned the ivory-clothed tables. Trays of food and drinks were being passed around to everyone in attendance.
As soon as we were spotted, everyone gathered around the wooden arch that had been decorated with yellow ribbons and ivy. Jenny walked in front of us, smiling at everyone, until we reached the arch. She stood off to one side, and I handed her my bouquet, kissing the top of her head.
“I love you, baby,” I told her.