MINE. 

JENNA

I’ve never been so damn happy to be getting into my car. My cousin’s wedding was a godawful, five-hour-long event that I was forced to attend because for some strange reason she wanted me to be a bridesmaid—one of eight bridesmaids.

Did I mention my cousin is a stripper?

She thought it would be adorable if all her bridesmaids looked like they’d just stepped of the damn stage. The only thing this wedding was missing is some ...