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She squeezed Sarah's hands reassuringly.
“I don't ever want to see you and dad getting all lovey-dovey. A peck on the cheek here and there I can live with, but anything more than that and I'm out.”
Kayla chuckled at that and the way her friend shuddered at the mention of anything more than a peck on the cheek.
“This coming from the woman who tells me all the intimate details of all your romantic encounters,” Kayla said, struggling to control her laughter.
“If you go into great detail about sex with my father, I think I might vomit all over you!” Sarah groaned. “Do. Not. Do. It.”
Still laughing, Kayla nodded. “Done. And the other thing?”
Sarah smirked as she said, “Do not be expecting me to start calling you mom.”
This time it was Kayla's turn to shudder. “I wouldn't dream of it!”
Kayla was surprised when Sarah grabbed her and pulled her into a tight embrace. She had just wrapped her own arms around her, about to tell her how much she had missed her, when her phone started to ring in the changing room.
“I should get that. It might be important wedding stuff,” Kayla said, blushing still at the fact she was talking to her best friend about her wedding to her father. It was going to take some getting used to for her, too.
“Go ahead,” Sarah said. “I'll help myself to a glass of champagne before those two come back and drink it all.”
Chuckling, Kayla returned to the changing room and grabbed her phone. Seeing Lance's name lighting up her screen, she felt a flutter in her stomach.
“Hey you,” she answered.
“Are you still at the boutique?” Lance asked. The seriousness of his tone frightened Kayla.
“Yes, why? What is the matter?”
“I'm outside.”
“What?” Kayla grabbed the curtain and pulled it closed, terrified he might have already seen her dress. “You can't be here. You can't see the dress! It's bad luck.”
“That's stupid human bullshit,” Lance said. “Besides, I don't know which one you'll choose, do I? So it'll be a surprise when I do see it on the day.”
Kayla groaned loudly down the phone. “Do you always have to be right?”
“Yes. Come outside.”
“I can't! I'm in a wedding dress!”
“Get out of it and come outside. I need to see you,” Lance ordered. His voice left no room for argument and so Kayla poked her head out from behind the curtain.
“Sarah, can you please help me out of this dress? Your dad is outside and he's being stubborn.”
She glowered at the window in front of the shop, able to see him standing just by the edge of the window, his back turned to her. At least he had some sense.
“Doesn't he know it's bad luck to see the dress?” Sarah asked even as she slipped behind the curtain.
“I told him that, but you know him. He doesn't listen,” Kayla sighed. She had to admit it was kind of one of the things she loved about him. After all, if he hadn't ignored her that veryfirst night and followed her home to make sure she was okay, he never would have rescued her from Stan.
She shivered, hating the thought of what might have happened then.
“I'll be right out,” she said into the phone before she ended the call and threw it at the nearby cushioned stool.
“I hope you know what you're getting yourself into,” Sarah chuckled as she helped her out of the dress. “It's not too late to turn back now.”
“When have I ever given up on anything?” Kayla demanded, scowling at her friend in the mirror.
