“What about you, Tess?” Rachel calls, glancing at me. “You approve of this chaos? A four-way L.A. wedding?” I huff a laugh and smile. “I had a feeling we’d all be standing here eventually. You’re too unorthodox for your own good.” “Well then,” Rachel replies, taking Jake’s hands in both of hers. “Jake Price, I want to marry you. Tonight. But first, I want to watch you marry Caleb.”
