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Chapter 308

Bonus 8: The Cake

Nina

As I swirled the final dollop of icing atop the cake, the doorbell chimed, announcing the arrival of our first guest. The warmth of anticipation ignited in my chest. I dusted off my hands and went to greet them.

Before I could even open the door, Jessica and Lori burst in.

“Nina!” Jessica exclaimed, brushing past me as she looked around the house. “Holy shit! This place looks so much better!”

I blushed a bit, hugging Lori while Jessica continued to snoop around.” Thanks,” I murmured, walking over to pull Jessica into a tight hug as well. ” It’s finally done. I feel like we can relax now… Sort of.”

“Don’t worry,” Lori chimed in, patting my shoulder. “The wedding will be over soon, too. Then you guys can have your honeymoon. And then you’ll get a whole month before classes start up again.”

I had to laugh. Deep down, I wasn’t sure if I wanted the wedding to be over anytime soon. I loved the process of preparing, the anticipation of it all. It was a feeling that I wanted to cherish.

“Here.” Jessica shoved a bottle of champagne into my hand. There was a bow on the neck of the bottle. “A housewarming gift.”

“More like a belly-warming gift,” Lori teased. “You’ll let us stay here tonight, right?”

I nodded, smiling as I set the bottle down on the counter. “Of course. I wouldn’t let my friends drive drunk.”

Enzo and I had already planned to have most, if not all, of our guests stay the night.

We had prepared with tons of blankets, and even purchased a couple of air mattresses that would certainly come in handy in the future; not to mention our guest bedroom, which was reserved for Lori and Jessica, seeing as how they were the only other couple other than Enzo and I.

At least, that was what I thought. But when none other than Luke burst in a few moments later with a beautiful woman on his arm, my opinions changed.

“Luke!” 1 exclaimed, running over to them. “Who is this?”

a deep shade of red. “Remember that cute witch

minute, but then I remembered Luke mentioning a witch once when I was trying to get to Enzo in the werewolf realm. She really was cute; she had long, wavy black hair that fell down past her butt, a slender

had a choker around her thin, pearly white neck that, upon closer inspection,

the bird skull with her slender fingers, “I found

blue eyes lit up and her plump lips twisted when she spoke made me instantly realize

chatter, laughter, and the clinking of wine glasses. Friends, both old and new, flooded the rooms, and the energy was infectious. We feasted on a homemade meal, reminiscing about the

into laughter. His face was red from the alcohol; all of ours were. Even Melania’s face, which was naturally the color of an iridescent pink pearl, had deep

passed

Enzo playfully rolled

liquor,” Enzo chimed in. “Beer is for

Matt

a middle-aged

wore on, the atmosphere grew more relaxed and cheerful, fuelled by a combination of good food, wine, and company. Of course, Enzo

time for the

the baker!” Enzo announced, helping me carry the cake to the table. The room filled

warm, moist chocolate interior, and the table was all

holding hands beneath the table, our faces red from the wine

the living room, where the even evolved into games of

as the night wore on, Matt suddenly suggested a change of scenery. “Let’s take this

of your mind? It’s freezing!” Jessica protested, but

for a party!” He threw the door open and ran outside barefoot,

and also the first to follow him despite her words. Jessica, grumbling,