Page 62 of The Plus One

“I could.”

“No, you cannot.”

“Shit yes I can.”

I snickered, “I’ll be fine. It’s a thirty-second walk.”

Ace studied me. “If he bothers you—”

“I’ll handle it.”

He nodded. “I know you can.”

That was one thing I appreciated about him. Ace was protective, but he didn’t treat me like I was helpless. We returned to the resort at eleven forty-seven.The second I stepped into Sierra’s bridal suite, she looked at the clock. “Thirteen minutes to spare.”

I giggled, “I knew he would have me back in time."

“I wasn’t worried about him bringing you back. I was worried about y’all getting too distracted out there.”

I placed my bag on a chair. “We didn’t.” Sierra stared at me like she didn't believe me. “Well we didn't this morning.”

“That’s what I thought.” We both chuckled. "And I want all the details later on."

I rolled my eyes and headed deeper into the bridal suite. It was filled with a few bridesmaids, the makeup artist, hairstylist, and enough food to feed all of us. “Let’s Get Married” played from the speaker while everyone talked over one another.

For the next few hours, I focused on Sierra. I helped her into her dress, fixed the train, and made sure she ate something between sips of champagne. When her hands started shaking, I took the glass from her before she spilled it on herself.

“I think I’m going to throw up,” she whispered.

“You’re not. You’re fine.”

“How do you know?”

“Because I’ll kill you if you throw up on this dress after we spent all that money.”

Sierra laughed, but tears filled her eyes. “Oh, no.” I grabbed a tissue. “We are not ruining your makeup.”

“I’m getting married.”

“I know.”

“Like, really married.”

“That is usually what happens at a wedding.”

“Kema.”

I smiled and took her hands. “Sisi, Stephen loves you. That man has been looking at you like you’re the only woman in the room since the day you met him. You’re not making a mistake.”

“What if I fall?”

“Then we’ll pick you up before anybody gets a picture.”

She chuckled. “You deserve this,” I told her. “You deserve somebody who chooses you every day. Now stop crying so we can get you married.”

Sierra pulled me into a hug. “I love you.”

“I love you too.”