The Matchmaker's Curse

Chapter 4

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Chapter 4

Kenna

It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Mom out did herself with the decorations and flowers. She pulled out all the stops. Kayla finally relaxed the moment she walked down the aisle and saw Zach, her groom, standing there waiting for her. It was the moment she had been waiting for and everything was exactly the way she had described it to us. It was her dream come true.

As for the wedding party, they were all happy the ordeal was over. There was plenty of celebrating once the ceremony and photos were done. I skipped out on the final pictures, claiming that I was needed to make sure the bar setup was done correctly. I ran interference between the staff and Kayla as promised and she never knew that the staff loathed her. Which is exactly the way we want it to be.

Dinner was served, perfect as always. Steak for some, chicken for others, and a vegetarian choice for those who requested it. Elegant, tasteful, and magical were the only way to describe the night. My staff worked hard for their tips. Open bar meant they would either be tipped well or not all by some. Fortunately, the father of the bride understood and added twenty five percent gratuity to the bill to accommodate any that didn't tip. My staff will appreciate that.

Working a wedding is like being invited to a party here, where you know no one but everyone is happy to see you because you hold the booze. With this wedding, it's wine and beer only, no mixers, which makes our jobs easier and there was no extra training on specialty drinks. I brought out another case of champagne, the tenth one of the night, and two more bottles of the house red. Inventory and reorders will be necessary tomorrow.

"You should have asked one of us to get that for you," Ty said, coming over and taking the case out of my hands.

"You're guests. I'm working. Where's your date?" I asked, looking at my brother, who has been alone most of the night, and Devin, who has been keeping him company.

"He's right there," Ty points to Devin and grins at me. "We went stag. I didn't feel like explaining that I'm not interested in getting married just because a teammate decided to do the deed."

I don't blame him. I'm not interested in the bond either. As wonderful examples as we have in our parents and grandparents, I just haven't found that one person who made me want to commit to a lifelong commitment. It's hard to measure up to them. And I'm just not willing to settle for anything less than what they have. I don't think Ty is either. Whoever she is for him, she will have to be special to make him want a real relationship with her.

"Why aren't you kids enjoying yourselves? This is a party! You should be dancing! Drinking! Getting loose!" Grandma grinned over her champagne glass as she lifted it in our direction.

"I'll be right there, Gran! Just restocking the bar." I told her and continued to ice down the champagne.

"Devin, ask my granddaughter to dance, would you? She works too hard and needs a break." I heard her request and rolled my eyes with my back turned away from her so she didn't see it. She would have my butt if she saw my rude reaction.

The tap on my shoulder told me that Devin was doing what he was asked, and getting me to dance. He's the only one besides my brother that I'm willing to dance with. The other guys on the team seem to think that I'm like the bimbos that hang out for their attention and that they can have their way with me, despite Ty and Devin explaining otherwise. I'm not comfortable with their behavior and I refuse the other offers but Devin, he's different. He's always been different.

Taking his hand, I follow him onto the dance floor and we begin to sway to the music. A song I'm familiar with about a man longing for a woman he can't have. Devin begins to softly sing the words of the song against my ear and I smile. He has a beautiful voice but he doesn't show it off. He isn't like that. He's private about his abilities, humble. Which is a novelty in this industry. So many have egos the size of Texas.