Page 6 of Bless My Body

“Hey, will you go dress shopping with me tomorrow? I still haven’t gotten anything for the

wedding.”

“Celine! The wedding is next weekend. Why did you wait so long?” Wes and Hazel are getting

married next weekend. It’s going to be a big thing, and we’ve all been buzzing about it for months.

“I know, I know. I’m the worst. But you had it easy. Hazel already picked out the bridesmaid’s

dresses. All you had to do was make sure it fits.”

“Thank God she didn’t pick something hideous.”

“I know. That lavender color looks great on you,” I tell Stella because it really does. Although,

my best friend is beautiful and looks good in just about everything. Her long blonde hair and bright

green eyes are the cherry on top of her banging body.

“Aww, thanks.” She blows me a kiss. “But yes, I will go shopping with you tomorrow. We’ve got

to make sure you look hot.”

“For what? I just told you I’m done with men for a while.”

“Well, it’s always good to look good for yourself. But also, Ezra is coming up.”

“Ugh, again with the Ezra thing? Come on, Stella. I’ve told you a million times that Ez and I are

just friends.”

“I know that’s what you say, but he totally wants you, Celine.”

“I mean, maybe he did when he went to school here, but I think that was just because I was around

so much, you know? I think we formed a really good friendship. In fact, we’ve already decided that

we’re going to be each other’s date for the wedding.”

She wiggles her eyebrows at me. “A date?”

“Not like that,” I say with an eye roll. Literally everyone has been trying to hook Ezra and me up

for years. I think we’ve got a good thing going with our friendship right now, and I wouldn’t want to

ruin it by doing something stupid like having sex. Or worse, dating.

Ezra is a relationship person. I’m clearly not. I can’t see anything good coming from us being

together. And I think Ezra agrees.

We’ve never actually talked about it, but we hung out a lot that year before he left, and we talk

pretty regularly now. He’s never tried to make a move or express interest in me beyond the first month

or two that I knew him. I think it’s just my friends being crazy and trying to play matchmaker.

“Do we need to make sure your dress coordinates with his outfit?” Stella asks.