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“Okay, let’s get to it. First…here are the tents.” She held up the tablet.
“Nice. Simple.”
“Yes.”
“Now I’m going to show you two styles. You choose which one you think will suit Avalynn’s vision of her wedding day best.”
He didn’t know her vision. That was the problem. But after six months, he did know her pretty well.
“I’m ready.”
“This one…” She presented two types of wedding looks. One had an elegant wood arch for the couple to stand under. White pillars stood at intervals all the way up the center aisle. Chairs were placed in neat rows on each side.
“And this one.” She swiped her finger over the screen to show him vintage oriental rugs scattered down the center aisle where the bride would walk to an arch created by loops of yarn.
“What do you call this?” He pointed at the yarn.
“Macrame. It’s very boho.”
“I have no idea what that means, but that’s it. This is Avalynn.”
His chest grew tight with that emotion he didn’t get a chance to examine yet. He didn’t have time now either because Lark was on to the next screen.
“These colors…or these?”
He stared at several choices and shook his head. “Go back to the last screen. With the rugs and macrame.”
She did.
“These colors.”
“Yes! So perfect.”
At that minute, the other back door opened and a black Stetson preceded Jennings into the vehicle. He landed on the seat next to Julius.
“What are we doing? Oh, picking wedding stuff!” He made a swoony face.
“Yes, we are! Now shut up and learn something from your brother, smart ass.” Lark put him in his place, and they all laughed.
“Okay—this bouquet is what I’m thinking,” she said.
He stared at the bunch of posies. “No. That’s not right. You don’t know her at all. It needs to be sunflowers and those tiny white things. Dog breath or…”
“Oh my god. Do you mean baby’s breath?” Lark’s voice echoed with horror.
“That’s it.”
Clay lost his shit, his laugh booming through the vehicle.
Jennings clapped Julius on the back. “You only have a first wedding once, brother.”
“Cute.”
Clay managed to stop cracking up. “Don’t worry. As long as you don’t fuck up and consummate the marriage, we’ll have no trouble getting it annulled.”
Julius dragged in so much air into his lungs that they felt ready to burst. It was that or unload the fact that he’d already been with her. Several times now.
After seeing her on that stage, singing a song he knew was written about him, with her eyes lit up like a trillion stars in the galaxy…how would he ever not feel just as caught up in the moment when she finally walked down the aisle to that yarn thing he’d be standing under?
