“Stop it,” Madison said, punching my arm.
“I can stand up here and tell you every story I have about Madison,” I said.
“No, you won’t,” Madison said. She grabbed the microphone. “I think this psychotic moment is coming to an end.”
“I want more!”
Everyone looked at Carrie.
She waved and smiled.
“I want to hear more,” Carrie said. “This is my event, right? I refuse to stand here and feel anything negative. I’m sick of the aura of this place. Where’s the music? Where’s the booze? Where’s the wild romance?”
“This is the wild romance,” I said, slipping an arm around Madison.
She elbowed me as her face turned red.
Alonso simply stared at me.
I could see every muscle in his body tensed up.
He wanted to come after me.
But I also believed he could see the happiness on his daughter’s face.
“We’ve been sneaking around for a while,” I said. “Lay figured it out, right?”
Lay peeked around from behind Remi.
Alonso turned his head and pointed at Lay.
That made Lay take off running.
Everyone started to laugh.
“When did you fall in love?” Carrie asked.
I glanced at Madison, smiling.
She lowered her gaze, her face bright red.
“Spill the details!” Carrie cried out.
“I fell in love the next morning,” I said.
“Mav,” Madison growled at me.
“What?” I asked. “I’m answering Carrie’s question. I fell in love with you the next morning. When you caught me naked. That was before I knew your real name.”
“What about you, Madison?” Carrie asked.
“Who said I was in love right now?” Madison asked.
There were someohhhh’s.
Carrie clapped her hands. “Sweetheart, your eyes are pulsating as you look at him. And I’m pretty sure other parts are pulsating too.”
Now came the whistles.