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Mom would.
But I don’t care. A small price to pay. Plus, we’ll still hold the traditional tea ceremony.
Farrow bites down on her lower lip. “What about Ari? I was single when she started planning her wedding.”
I shrug. “You snooze, you lose.”
Also, she’ll probably be the first to show up—and with a truckload of champagne.
“You really want to marry this bad, huh?” Farrow scrunches her nose. “Look a little desperate to me.”
“Baby.” I hook a finger into the collar of her sweatshirt, yanking her to me for a kiss. “I’m past desperate when it comes to you.”
THREE WEEKS LATER.
“And do you, Farrow Talia Ballantine, take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband?”
The Elvis impersonator turns to me, holding a book I’m ninety percent sure is an alien romance I once caught Dallas reading.
Mysterious stains litter the chapel’s red carpet. Plastic flowers spurt from dusty Dollar Tree vases. A flamingo-pink ceiling towers above our heads, overseeing the whole ceremony.
Elegant? Nope.
Perfect? Absolutely.
I grin at Zach. “I do.”
He can’t see me in my fencing mask. In fact, we’re both dressed in head-to-toe fencing gear.
Truly, we meant to, at the very least, pick out a proper dress and suit, but we ended up spending the past three weeks in bed, distracted by something much,muchlarger.
Neither of us care.
I wanted all my dear friends to watch us make complete fools of ourselves, and Zach made that wish come true.
Elvis turns to Zach, peering at him behind oversized sunglasses. “And do you, Zachary Yibo Sun, take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?”
“I do.”
“You may kiss the bride.”
We both take off our masks, sweaty and grinning.
He slips a gloveoff, tosses it behind him, and dives his fingers into my hair, kissing me to the soundtrack of our family’s hoots and hollers.
Constance throws flowers at us.
Celeste twirls in her fancy seventeen-thousand-dollar ballgown.
Dallas and Frankie hurl candy at me.
Ari and her fiancé grin at each other.
When we finally break off the kiss—mainly not to embarrass our family—I find myself breathless still.
My heart beats too fast, too loudly. I feel like jelly, too warm to stand. Zach catches my elbow when my knees wobble.
I expect him to swoop me up bridal style.
