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WHEN MY FIANCÉE ENTERSthe balloon-festooned bar, it takes me a minute to recognize her. Or anyone she’s with. She’s wearing a tight neon pink dress, purple eyeshadow, and ankle boots with lace socks. The rest looks similar. Big hair, lots of ruffles and lace.
She crosses the room to me and I have to ask, “Babe, is that you?” as I lean down for a quick kiss. Tru doesn’t wear tight dresses as a rule, which is fine by me since I know what’s under all her conservative, prim and proper attire. But this side of her is also more than fine with me. I’m barely managing to keep my tongue in my mouth. The dress is molded to all her curves, short and snug. She’s all legs and silky skin. And mine. She’s all mine.
The heat coils low in my belly, making me forget we’re not alone. I kiss her again, slower this time. She’s sweet and hot, and she moans quietly until I hear someone clear their throat behind us.
Whoops. “Sorry.”
“No, you’re not.”
“I am so. I’m sorry we’re not alone. I’m sorry that I can’t haul you over my shoulder and take you home or at least into the office.” I reach out to touch her hair and she flinches.
“Please don’t touch it.”
“How did you even...build that?” I ask about her hairstyle which looks tall, crimpy, and crunchy.
“Aqua Net and YouTube.”
“Do you know how you’re going to tear it down?”
She shakes her head. “I’m a little nervous about it. But I figure women still had hair in the ‘90s after living through the ‘80s, so one night of damage might be okay. What do you think of the bar?”
I look around and take in the ‘80s prom theme decorations for our engagement party. “It’s ridiculous. I love it.”
I myself am wearing a tuxedo with a hot pink bow tie and cummerbund that matches Tru’s dress. I find Leo when Tru gets called away. He’s similarly attired and looks as uncomfortable as I do.
“Jesus,” he starts. “I can’t even tell you how worried I was my dad was going to bring out the assless chaps for this thing.”
“I knew mine wasn’t going to wear Spandex, but I did have to talk him out of wearing a tuxedo he actually saved from his prom. He insisted that it still fit him. He would have split his pants down the back the first time he bent over.”
“Sort of like assless chaps then.”
We toast each other’s beer and look at our women across the room.
“Your wife is as big as a house, man.”
He smiles. “Twins.”
“No shit?”
“Just found out today.”
I shudder. I want kids, even though that’s scary as shit. But I don’t want two at once. Mostly I just want to practice making them.
Leo seems to like being a dad. They already have one. “Remember three years ago when we shared a flask in the parking lot of the Masonic Temple while we were hiding out from the garter toss at your cousin’s wedding?”
“Now look at us.”
I shake my head and take another drink of beer. “We’re caged and shackled now. No more sowing wild oats. No more freedom.”
Leo is still looking at his wife. “It’s fucking awesome, isn’t it?”
I laugh. “It’s the best. What surprised you the most about being married?”
“Thinking it wouldn’t change anything to have the piece of paper and finding out it changed everything. Everything is better. You’ll see.”
“Looking forward to it.” I can’t wait to be married, something I never thought I’d say.
We’re also celebrating Tru’s MBA tonight. She’s worked really hard. I love watching the way she glows from all the people wishing us well. She fits here. I’ve never been prouder of this podunk town than when they all made room for her to be here.
