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Tate: Yeah, but not sure it’s what you’re wanting to see.

Bianca: Ripley, I’m counting on you.

Ripley: Look, I walked the bride down the aisle and held a phone so Mom could watch a ceremony. I’m skilled, but even those skills are limited.

Bianca: How did you two screw this up?

Renn: Excuse me as I squeeze into this conversation, since I’m the Vegas wedding professional here. But if you call the chapel today, they probably snapped some shots they’ll be willing to sell you for an exorbitant price.

Bianca: What’s the name of the place?

Renn: The King and Bling Chapel

Bianca: So classy.

Ripley: YOU HAD CHICKENS AT YOUR WEDDING

Tate: YOU HAD CHICKENS AT YOUR WEDDING

Renn: THERE WERE CHICKENS AT YOUR WEDDING

Gannon: I heard there were chickens at your wedding.

My chest vibrates as I try not to laugh and wake Chloe.

Me: There were chickens at your wedding?

Bianca: I hate all of you.

Bianca: At least I remember my wedding, Renn.

Ripley: Yeah, she got you there.

Gannon: So you’re really married this morning, Jason?

Chloe moves against my side.

Me: I am.

Gannon: I didn’t see this coming, but congrats, my man.

Me: Thank you.

Bianca: I’m throwing you a party.

A party? What would Chloe think about a party? Would she enjoy it, or would she feel pressured?

My fingers move swiftly over the keys.

Me: Let’s give it a while before we start partying, okay?

Bianca: If we didn’t have Gannon, you’d be the least amount of fun in this family.

Ripley: Tate and I are heading back to Nashville this afternoon. What are your plans, Jason?

Me: We’re flying out tomorrow morning.

Bianca: Take her on a proper honeymoon.