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He chuckles, the sound reverberating against my brow. “Classy.”

I lean back to peer up at him as his eyes pour into mine. “I don’t care where the reception is held, really,” I say. “Just so long as you’re right there with me.”

“I’ll see if I can find the time.”

I nudge my elbow gently into his side and sit upright as he smiles at his own joke.

“Come on,” he says as the toasts finish and the crowd shifts. “Let’s hit up the dessert table before there’s nothing left.”

We pass Wade and Ari, who rests her hand on my arm to stop me as I walk by. “You look beautiful tonight, Juliet.”

I return the compliment. “Having a good time?”

“Absolutely. Just wondering when we’ll be enjoying your special day.”

I look at Archer. “We’re thinking a fall wedding next year.”

“Oh, that sounds amazing. Doesn’t it, Wade?”

“We’ve got too much going on at the high school,” he says, his mustache twitching as he hides a smile. “Don’t get any funny ideas, Ari.”

“They’re already there, babe,” she says with a pat to his cheek.

“Time to join the ranks,” Archer teases.

We wave goodbye, moving past Dom and Reese next. Neither of them see us, Dom distracted with a flickering light as Reese laughs.

“You’re not going to spend the mayor’s wedding fixing things, Dom,” she says. “For once, it’s not your job.”

“But...it’s just one light. Maybe it has to do with the generator. It’ll be quick, I promise.”

She shakes her head, then pauses. “Is the generator outside?”

He nods.

“Where no one else is?”

“Yeah...”

She flashes him a look. “Mind if I join you?”

Delight flickers across his features. “Not at all.”

He leaps back from his chair and grabs her hand, pulling her out of the tent as she glances around to make sure no one is watching.

I smile to myself, then reach the dessert bar with Archer. He stuffs a few maple cream puffs in his mouth the second we reach the table, his cheeks full as Sadie and James join us.

“You’re going to make yourself gag, Archer,” Sadie says with a laugh. “Honestly, how do you stand him, Juliet?”

I catch from the corner of my eye as James does the same thing as his cousin. He holds his finger up to his full mouth to signal for me to be quiet, but I laugh, and Sadie turns around with a smile of her own.

“Same way you stand him,” I return.

Sadie rolls her eyes with amusement, then takes James’s face in her hands to lay a firm kiss to his lips.

She pulls back, licking her own. “Those puffs turned out great.”

James pulls her in for another kiss as a violin picks up at the side of the large, white tent.