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Once all three of us were dressed in a tux, the saleslady asked Lennox what she thought. She stood and walked by each of us slowly, looking us up and down.

She walked by Dane first. She stopped directly in front of him, placing her finger on her chin. “Who do you remind me of in this tux?”

Dane’s smile widened. “James Bond?”

She shook her head. “No, that’s not it.”

His smile fell. “Don’t say it.”

“Is it?” she teased.

“Lennox, don’t fucking say it.”

“Pee-wee Herman!” She laughed out loud.

Dane turned and walked away, leaving the rest of us standing there laughing.

She walked by Trent and nodded her head, approving the tux. Then she stopped in front of me.

“Oh, I think I like this one the best.” She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled my lips to hers.

When she pulled away, we were both breathless and alone. I guess Trent and the saleslady got the hint.

Dane stormed past us.

“Oh, come on Dane. I was just joking.”

“I didn’t want to be in your stupid wedding anyway,” he said sounding like a child.

“Fine, Dane. You look like James Bond.”

He paused with his hand on the door. “I’m sorry, I couldn’t hear you.” He turned back around to face her. “Who do I look like?”

Lennox rolled her eyes. “I said, you look like James Bond,” she all but yelled.

Dane smiled. “Mase, I think your fiancée is coming on to me. She said I looked like James Bond. That sounds like a pick up line to me.” He shrugged.

“Shut up, Dane.” I shook my head before turning around to take off the tux.

After Dane and Trent left, Lennox and I paid for the tuxes and left the store. The next stop was the bakery.

“So what is it that we’re doing here?”

Lennox parked her Jeep and turned to look at me. “We’re having a cake tasting.”

“You mean, they are going to let us eat all their cake for free?”

She laughed. “Yes, but Mason.” She pointed her finger at me. “You do not have to eat the entire piece. We have a lot of cake to taste, one bite is enough. Do you hear me?”

I rolled my eyes. “I bet I could eat every piece they put in front of me.”

She shook her head. “Don’t do it. Swear to me.”

“It will be fine,” I said as I waved her off. We walked into the bakery and was surrounded with heavenly smells of cakes, pastries, and pies. I rubbed my hands together in anticipation.

Finally, a wedding task I can enjoy.

We sat at a little table while an older lady handed us piece after piece. The pieces were tiny and most of the time, I had to remind myself not to shove the whole thing in my mouth so that Lennox could taste it.

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