End Game
She pulls out her phone and comes around, not letting Dean see.
“It’s gorgeous,” I whisper. “You’re going to look stunning.”
“Thanks.” She goes back to her spot and opens the magazine, showing me centerpiece ideas she likes. “I’m starting to go into panic mode though. We don’t have much time and there’s so much to do.”
“You know we’re here to help with whatever.”
“Thanks,” she says again. “We’re leaning more towards something low-key yet elegant.”
“I like that idea.”
Kara smiles and looks down at the magazine again. “So far, we’re thinking of having the ceremony in the late afternoon, then do pictures, a cocktail hour, and then the reception.”