Jenny
“You’re a ghost,” Kelly said, leaning on the bar table I had returned to with a smirk. “Where’d you disappear to?”
I grabbed a bottle of vodka, pouring a shot for myself. “Needed air. It’s stuffy as hell out here.”
Kelly raised an eyebrow, sipping her beer. “Air, huh? Tara vanished too. Coincidence?”
“Mind your business, Kel,” I retorted, downing the shot. “I’m just doing my job.”
“Sure,” Kelly continued. “Your job’s got her looking like she’s about to puke. What’d you say to her?”
I smirked, wiping my mouth. “Nothing she didn’t wanna hear.”
Kelly groaned. “You’re gonna f**k this up for her, aren’t you? Ethan’s already asking where she went.”
“Let him ask,” I said flatly grabbing a rag to wipe the table. “She’s a big girl.”
“Not tonight,” Kelly shot back. “She’s a bride. Be
