Brianna 

“Everything looks good, how come you have some empty plates though?” Jane tipped her head at the side of where some of the food was already set up.

“Oh, these are food items that I wanted to come out fresh, so it wouldn't get cold and gross. It will just come before Bryce does.” I explained.

“And the cake? I missed your baking.” She sighed at the memory of living with me in London where I would bake for us sometime. Not often since we literally lived over a bakery.

“Don't touch the frosting,” I dropped my eyes and pointed at her.

“I won't.” She scoffed like she doesn't...