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It was drama, class and pure beauty.
All of a sudden, I wasn’t fighting laughter because I’d started fighting tears.
Tom was visibly doing the same, as was Chloe, who was so laser focused on Judge, I hoped Tom was in a state to guide both their way or this perfection was going to kick off with the bride taking a header off the decking.
She was wearing a startlingly magnificent gown made of tiny, appliquéd white flowers that were dense at bodice, upper arms and hips, but then they faded out with only a few dancing against layers of the nude tulle that made up her column skirt. There was an overskirt draping down the back and sides with the same appliqué. It flared out at the bottom in a modest train.
But the dress was so exquisite, it didn’t need the drama of a long train. The lower sleeves were see-through tulle with more bits of appliqué. And the neckline was wide and plunging, daring yet somehow innocent, showcasing her elegant throat and collarbone and exposing the curves at the sides of her breasts and her skin down to her midriff.
Her hair was parted in the middle and arranged in an extravagant chignon at the base of her neck, a white veil tucked into the top of it floating down and trailing slightly beyond the train of her gown.
She wore only pearl studs at her ears, but she didn’t need any other jewelry. The dress and the effusive froth of her all-white bouquet did all the work.
I heard Genny’s quiet sob and tore my gaze from Chloe and Tom to see Mika had moved to her and they were holding hands.
They timed it perfectly (as they would, I was there the night before when they practiced repeatedly, but Chloe had used another song, obviously wanting to surprise Judge with the extravagance of this moment). So she and Tom arrived at the altar in time for the artists to still be performing when Tom gave her a tight hug and kiss on her cheek then took a step away.
The music faded to Genny rising and moving to the aisle to stand with Tom, and Jamie doing the same.
The pastor asked us all to sit, and after we did, she called, “Who gives this woman to be wed to this man?”
“I do,” Genny answered.
“I do,” Tom said after she spoke.
“And who gives this man to be wed to this woman?” the pastor asked.
“I do,” Jamie said.
Oh my God!
This was all so perfect, I was going to lose it.
“Thank you. You can be seated.”
Jamie moved back to his chair and Tom led Genny to hers, then sat between her and Mika.
I looked to Hale to see his eyes were on me, and I mouthed, “We are so totally doing that.”
I watched his chest shake with his laughter.
But he then had to turn away from me and pay attention to what was going on.
Chloe had handed her bouquet to Sasha, she’d taken hold of Judge.
And the ceremony that sealed their love was about to begin.
* * *
“So,does Tom have to go back to tennis to pay for this?” I asked.
“No, but Genny had to sign on for another season ofThe Next Lifeto swing it,” Hale answered.
I giggled, because that day was a day for giggling, for certain.
Night had fallen.
We were sitting in pretty mauve chairs at a round table under the ethereal overhang that twinkled with the fairy lights. The table had been cleared of dishes and the dinner tablecloth swept away, a clean one replacing it, the sumptuous floral centerpiece and tealights dancing in crystal holders returned to their rightful places.
