Chapter 877

The tacos arrived and, a few minutes later, our guests of honor rang the doorbell. Riley and Henry looked the part of pop stars. Riley wore dark sunglasses, a broad-brimmed beach hat, a snug black tank top, a pair of short, tight jean shorts, and chunky black Prada heels. Henry wore a white linen button-down, forest green shorts, and bright white Prada low-top sneakers.

To keep the casual tone we wanted to set, I greeted them at the door with Kat, Jess, Rita, and Katie. It was a boisterous reunion. Riley carried a magnum of Dom Perignon and held it high in the air, like she would a microphone at a concert when she encouraged the crowd to sing along with her. There were hugs all around, and we quickly moved into the kitchen.

"Oh my god! Tacos!" Riley cried. "My favorite!"

"Hell yeah," Henry said.

We headed out to the pool, where everyone enthusiastically welcomed Riley and Henry. Kat and I followed behind with platters of tacos, p