Page 32 of Ravenous

“Fuck yeah!” one of the bridesmaids yelled, spilling a little of her champagne. Her hair was falling out of its updo and some of her eyeliner was running; she was definitely going to pass out before the end of the reception.

“Fabulous!” Stepping back, he got them all into frame. “Okay, get ready, set aaaandaction!”

They executed it perfectly on the first try and Ollie got the same electricity in his veins as he did when he livestreamed. Spurred on, he began to take more videos and pictures for the guests, bouncing the ones he’d gotten permission for to his phone, and he was beaming once he caught up to Owen again outside the main room.

“I have a ton of videos you can post on The Pointe’s social media. Who do I send them to?”

“Um…” Owen scratched his temple. “I don’t know. To be honest, I haven’t set up much more than the basics.”

“That explains why you have just two Instagram posts from six months ago,” Ollie laughed. He’d scoured the website but only found accounts for two of the main apps and the profiles were far too empty for a wedding hall. “Would you be comfortable giving me the passwords? I can post them for you.”

“Will that interfere with assisting Mason?”

“I’ll do it during my downtime. It won’t take long.” Ollie flapped his hand. “I’m sure I’ll be grabbing more video during the reception. Half of the wedding party is drunk already.”

“That’s normal.” Marci strolled up to them, nudging Ollie with her shoulder, and he kissed her cheek in return. “Sorry to interrupt but it’s time for Owen’s check-in with the bride and groom. The reception starts in ten minutes.”

“Thank you, Marci.” Owen touched two fingers to his forehead, giving her a salute, and then turned to Ollie. “Can I have your email? I’ll give you all of The Pointe’s log-in information and you can take it from there.”

“Great!” Ollie bounced a little on his heels. “Are you sure?”

“I trust you with Liam, so I think you’ll be fine with the hall’s passwords.” Owen took out his phone, typing on it. “By the way, are you staying for the entire event?”

“I believe so. Mason said there will be fireworks.”

“Yes.” Owen had a strange look in his eye. “There definitely will be.”

10

FINN

Finnneededashower.

He’d spent most of his shift putting the storage room back together with Dylan and Brian, and the three of them were sweaty, dusty, and exhausted. He never wanted to pick up a folding chair ever again.

“Waters!” Kate, The Pointe’s quirky assistant pastry chef, stood in the doorway, handing out waters like a benevolent angel. “You all did a great job, it looks soooo much better in here.”

Finn gulped down half the bottle before he had the strength to speak. “There were boxes spilling out when I opened the door! You couldn’t even take one step inside.”

“For real.” Dylan toasted them. He’d been standing next to Finn when they'd discovered the mess.

“How did it happen?” Taking their empties, Kate handed them fresh, ice-cold bottles.

Brian put his against his forehead. “The chairs from last night’s party weren’t stacked correctly and overnight they slowly tilted into a pile of tables and thenthosetables took out three shelving units. Not a lot is broken butwow.”

“We spaced everything out so that next time something falls, it won’t take anything else with it,” Finn assured her.

“Ah, that’s smart!” Kate tapped the side of her head.

Finishing his second water, Finn brushed off his pants and handed Kate the crumpled plastic. “I have another uniform in Owen’s office. I’m going to head up there. Thanks, Kate!”

“No problem, Ted.”

“When do I get to be Keanu Reeves?” Dylan’s whine drifted up to Finn as he climbed the stairs. Three well-dressed women in sparkly gowns passed him, their floral perfume washing across his senses, and he froze, wondering if he should back up and use the staff stairwell, but a familiar voice echoed across the foyer like a siren song, drawing him forward.

“Get ready! On my mark, you all start jumping. Three, two, one,action!”

Stepping onto the marble floor at the top of the steps, Finn watched as a bridal party took turns bouncing in front of the camera, and swinging a cell phone back and forth in the middle of it all was a gorgeous man with a crown of blond curls.

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