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Daisy sways away from me. “You’re needed elsewhere.”
“Needed elsewhere?”
“We’re waiting,” Sage hollers from the entrance to the courthouse.
Elder grasps my elbow. “Come on.”
Sage shakes her head at him. “Not you.”
“I don’t know how you’re going to have a wedding without the groom,” Elder says.
“The ceremony’s in an hour,” Feather answers.
I check my watch. It’s five to ten. “No, it’s in five minutes.” Did I get the time wrong?
“We don’t have time to argue about this. We’ve got things to do.” Cayenne grabs my hand and tugs me up the stairs.
“What’s going on?”
“We’re getting you ready for your wedding,” Clove answers.
When we reach Sage, she grips my hand and drags me inside the courthouse. “I hope the dress fits,” she mutters as she leads me toward the police station.
“Dress? What dress?”
She rolls her eyes. “Your wedding dress. What other dress would I be talking about on your wedding day?”
“But—”
“No sass, young lady,” Petal orders as I’m thrust into the interrogation room in the police station.
Or, at least, this used to be the interrogation room. Now, it resembles a boudoir. There are several dresses hanging on the back of the door while a large mirror with make-up spread all around it covers the table.
“Surprise!” Moon, Eden, Soleil, and Ashlyn shout in unison. My friends bustle into the room as the gossip gals retreat.
“Thank goodness. I thought the gossip gals were going to dress me.”
“I’ll have you know I picked out the dress!” Sage shouts.
I wait until the door closes before I speak again.
“What’s going on?”
Ashlyn rolls her eyes. “Duh. As your bridesmaids, we’re getting you ready for your wedding.”
“You’re not my bridesmaids.”
She sniffs and lifts her chin in the air. “We would be if you weren’t having a shotgun wedding.”
“I don’t think a fake marriage to keep custody of your niece is considered a shotgun wedding.”
Her nose wrinkles. “It’s not? I made Rowan get his shotgun out this morning.”
“Your husband doesn’t own a shotgun.”
She shrugs. “But he could.”
Soleil shoves me into the chair. “We don’t have time for the Ashlyn show today. We have less than an hour to do your hair, makeup, and get you dressed.”
