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Authors: Renea Porter
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happened. My lips are branded by his and now there’s no going back. I want him, all of him, more than anything. But right now, we are getting ready for the wedding.
The braid from last night leaves my hair in cascading waves, so I forgo washing it. With a fresh coat of makeup on, my hair hanging down to the middle of my back, I slip on the dress that Jane helped pick out. The off-white color shows off my tan.
Jace is already at the venue since he is part of the wedding party, so I’m hitching a ride with Jane and her family. “Jace is going to freak when he sees you,” Jane mentions. “I mean, if I were a lesbian…”
Roger shakes his head while their son Dylan asks, “What’s a lesbian?” I can’t help but bust out laughing while Jane tries to find the words that won’t form.
It doesn’t take long for us to arrive to the venue. If I were getting married, I would get married right on the beach, barefoot, no shoes required. But that’s just me. James and his fiancée opted for a hotel resort instead, in a garden setting. Then the reception will be in one of the ballrooms.
Finding our way out to the courtyard, I find my mom and sit next to her; Jane and her family on the other side of me. “You look beautiful, Simone.”
“Thanks, Mom.” I give her a kiss on the cheek.
My eyes look forward, locking eyes with Jace, and I offer a slight wave and smile.
He looks so handsome in his tux, standing up next to James. Before he left this morning, I was able to use some makeup to cover his black eye. You can hardly tell.
The wedding march brings me out of my thoughts as Jennifer walks down the aisle on her father’s arm. Her father hands her off to James. I’ll admit, she looks stunning. The gown is strapless, form fitting, and flares at the bottom. The veil is almost as long as her dress, adding drama to the ensemble. I listen as they say traditional vows, every so often, I meet Jace’s gaze and find it hard to tear my eyes away, the words of the ceremony fading into the background.
The bride and groom are announced as husband and wife, and make their way down the aisle together, hand in hand.
Jace catches up with me. “You look…fantastic.”
“Thanks.” I try not to blush. “You look really good, too.”
Inside the ballroom, we find our table. “We should talk tomorrow,” he mentions with a serious tone.
“We should,” I say, agreeing.
Because that was a kiss that I can’t forget.
“But tonight, let’s just celebrate and have fun.”
I nod.
The DJ announces James and Jennifer as Mr. and Mrs. James Prescott, and we all clap as they enter the room. Before dinner, the DJ makes another announcement. “Alright. We need all the single ladies out on the dance floor for the bouquet toss.”
I remain seated, because, technically I’m with Jace…until he tells me, “You have to go up.”
“No. I’m not single.”
“Yes you are. We aren’t married, so you have to go out there.” He all but shoves me.
I make my way and feel like a complete idiot as I stand in the back, so no one notices. Finally, Jennifer tosses the bouquet and it lands right at my feet. So my competitiveness kicks in and I almost have to fight for it as I snatch it up. Everyone claps while I make my way back to the table alive. Jace smiles his big cheesy smile.
“You happy now?” I ask.
He doesn’t answer. Instead, he laughs as I plop the bouquet on the table.
The bride and groom make a toast before dinner is served.
“Just think, you could be hitting on those single girls and taking one home tonight.”
“What makes you think I’d rather be doing that?” he asks.
I shrug. “I just know you like to have a good time with random chicks.”
“Are you saying I’m afraid to commit?”
Yes .
“I’m saying you like to play the field.”
“Are you comparing me to James? Because that’s totally different. He sleeps around behind peoples’ backs. I’m straight up from the get go. My sleep overs know
The braid from last night leaves my hair in cascading waves, so I forgo washing it. With a fresh coat of makeup on, my hair hanging down to the middle of my back, I slip on the dress that Jane helped pick out. The off-white color shows off my tan.
Jace is already at the venue since he is part of the wedding party, so I’m hitching a ride with Jane and her family. “Jace is going to freak when he sees you,” Jane mentions. “I mean, if I were a lesbian…”
Roger shakes his head while their son Dylan asks, “What’s a lesbian?” I can’t help but bust out laughing while Jane tries to find the words that won’t form.
It doesn’t take long for us to arrive to the venue. If I were getting married, I would get married right on the beach, barefoot, no shoes required. But that’s just me. James and his fiancée opted for a hotel resort instead, in a garden setting. Then the reception will be in one of the ballrooms.
Finding our way out to the courtyard, I find my mom and sit next to her; Jane and her family on the other side of me. “You look beautiful, Simone.”
“Thanks, Mom.” I give her a kiss on the cheek.
My eyes look forward, locking eyes with Jace, and I offer a slight wave and smile.
He looks so handsome in his tux, standing up next to James. Before he left this morning, I was able to use some makeup to cover his black eye. You can hardly tell.
The wedding march brings me out of my thoughts as Jennifer walks down the aisle on her father’s arm. Her father hands her off to James. I’ll admit, she looks stunning. The gown is strapless, form fitting, and flares at the bottom. The veil is almost as long as her dress, adding drama to the ensemble. I listen as they say traditional vows, every so often, I meet Jace’s gaze and find it hard to tear my eyes away, the words of the ceremony fading into the background.
The bride and groom are announced as husband and wife, and make their way down the aisle together, hand in hand.
Jace catches up with me. “You look…fantastic.”
“Thanks.” I try not to blush. “You look really good, too.”
Inside the ballroom, we find our table. “We should talk tomorrow,” he mentions with a serious tone.
“We should,” I say, agreeing.
Because that was a kiss that I can’t forget.
“But tonight, let’s just celebrate and have fun.”
I nod.
The DJ announces James and Jennifer as Mr. and Mrs. James Prescott, and we all clap as they enter the room. Before dinner, the DJ makes another announcement. “Alright. We need all the single ladies out on the dance floor for the bouquet toss.”
I remain seated, because, technically I’m with Jace…until he tells me, “You have to go up.”
“No. I’m not single.”
“Yes you are. We aren’t married, so you have to go out there.” He all but shoves me.
I make my way and feel like a complete idiot as I stand in the back, so no one notices. Finally, Jennifer tosses the bouquet and it lands right at my feet. So my competitiveness kicks in and I almost have to fight for it as I snatch it up. Everyone claps while I make my way back to the table alive. Jace smiles his big cheesy smile.
“You happy now?” I ask.
He doesn’t answer. Instead, he laughs as I plop the bouquet on the table.
The bride and groom make a toast before dinner is served.
“Just think, you could be hitting on those single girls and taking one home tonight.”
“What makes you think I’d rather be doing that?” he asks.
I shrug. “I just know you like to have a good time with random chicks.”
“Are you saying I’m afraid to commit?”
Yes .
“I’m saying you like to play the field.”
“Are you comparing me to James? Because that’s totally different. He sleeps around behind peoples’ backs. I’m straight up from the get go. My sleep overs know
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