Georgia's POV
"It's time to choose!" Vicky said, leaning back in her chair with a playful groan. "My goodness, we're only at the salad course, but I feel like I've eaten enough for a week!"
"Really? Not me," I said with a grin. "I could still go for more. What's next, Andre?"
Candice chuckled softly beside me. "Not so fast, Georgia. You need to choose which salads you want to include on your menu first."
"Oh, right!" I exclaimed, earning a few laughs.
Nick immediately chimed in, his teasing tone as smooth as ever. "Sorry, everyone. My bride here is just too excited to eat. I swear I'm not starving her at home."
The whole room burst into laughter, and I playfully elbowed him. "If I gain weight before the wedding, it's Andre's fault," I shot back, making everyone laugh even louder.
