Liz squeezed her hand. “First you made me cry during your ceremony today, you bitch. Second, you made a gorgeous bride. And third, this food is to die for.”

“Everything Liz just said,” Tara added with a nod.

Jenna grinned. “Thank you. Did you see my lip trembling when I was saying my vows to Ty? Oh, my God, I thought I was going to totally lose it and end up sobbing.”

“I might have noticed that,” Tara said.

“Why do you think I ended up crying? I don’t think I teared up as much during my own wedding.”

“Aww, Liz, you’re becoming so sappy and sentimental,” Jenna teased.

“Screw you. I am not. I’m a coldhearted bitch.”

Tara patted her back. “Sure you are.”

She glared at them. “I hate you both right now.”

“It’s no sin to be a marshmallow, you know. Especially around people you love.”

Liz shot a look at Tara. “Fine. But in my professional life, I’ll continue to be cold, calculating, and cutthroat.”

“Of course you will,” Jenna said with a firm nod. “We’d expect nothing less from you.”

“Now that the wedding is over, I know you and Ty are looking forward to the honeymoon. Too bad it has to wait until after hockey season is over,” Tara said.

Jenna shrugged. “We knew when we set the date that hockey season would be in full swing. We’re fine with waiting. And this way we can enjoy two weeks in Tahiti after the Ice season is over.”

“You’re going to love it there,” Liz said. “And it’s a honeymoon worth waiting for.”

Jenna smiled. “I think so.”

Tara grasped Liz’s arm. “Just look at that.”

Liz followed Tara’s gaze to the dance floor, where Nathan and Sonja were dancing. They looked gorgeous together, with Nathan looking much too grown-up in his suit and Sonja absolutely beautiful in a smoking-hot copper-colored cocktail dress.

And they only had eyes for each other.

“Awww, young love. It’s so adorable,” Jenna said.

Tara shot her a look. “Do you think they’re in love?”

“I think they’re hot for each other. One look at them and you can see that.”

Tara worried her bottom lip. “On the one hand, I’m happy for him. I like Sonja. She’s smart and levelheaded and I think she’ll keep him on his toes.”

“On the other hand, you don’t want him to get hurt. Or lose his focus,” Liz said.

Tara nodded.

“You do realize you can’t protect him against everything.” Jenna grasped Tara’s hand. “He’s going to grow up. He’ll get hurt.”

“I know. I’m not one of those clingy mothers who wants to hold on to her babies forever. He has to get out there and make his own way in the world.”

“That’s a good outlook,” Jenna said. “But still, you want what’s best for him.”

“They do look good together, don’t they?” Liz asked. “And maybe she’s what’s best for him right now. She seems to have all the right priorities.”