"Then I'm honored that the first gown she'll ever wear will be from me," Jenna said delightedly.
She clasped her hands, but before she could continue, there was the sound of someone slamming against the front door. A staff member hurriedly dashed over to open it, only to reveal Aiden's disheveled form.
"I made it! On time too!" Aiden crowed excitedly, his face a ruddy red. His hair was a windswept mess. He caught sight of Amelia and stumbled towards her, only for Matteo to hold him back with a warning growl.
"Aiden, did you drink and drive?" Amelia demanded, her nose wrinkling at the stench of whiskey floating off him. It seemed that Matteo's prediction of his sobriety was accurate.
"Of course not!" Aiden said, scandalized. "I took a taxi here. I even shared my drink with the taxi driver!"
Before Amelia could even parse the meaning of that sentence, Jenna cleared her throat politely.
