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“And you’re going to pay me.”

“Yes,” Chelsea said. “I demand it. Now if you don’t mind, I have a meeting with a florist next.”

“Sure,” I said. “Don’t you have bridesmaids to help with this?”

Chelsea stood up and smiled. “You know, too many opinions fuck things up in life. This is my wedding. So I’ll do things my way. I’m stubborn. Very stubborn.”

“And your fiancé?” I asked.

“He’s laid back and cool with anything.”

“Opposites attract, huh?”

“No,” Chelsea said. “I found a cock that could take care of me and decided to make it mine forever. That’s what marriage is. Now, as far as you taking the pictures, I’ll keep in touch with what I need.”

“And I promise this is something you won’t regret,” I said.

“Good,” Chelsea said. “Too bad you don’t know anything about flowers as well. This florist is pushing roses on me. And I’m going to have no choice but to shove his roses so far up his ass, he’ll floss thorns from between his teeth.”

I tried to picture that and cringed.

Chelsea’s phone rang and she walked off.

Not even a goodbye.

That was a woman who enjoyed power.

More so, she just hired me to be the photographer for her wedding.

I wasn’t expecting that at all.

I figured someone like her would want ten cameras and angles and all kinds of stuff.

She just wanted me to take the pictures and edit them.

This was a huge opportunity for me.

If this wedding went well and I ended up getting some more calls, then I could walk away from the hockey gig.

Excitement trickled through my body.

I had to share the news.

This was huge news.

Epic news.

The biggest news ever!

Well, not exactly that, but still.

This was a big deal for me.

I grabbed for my phone as I opened my laptop.

My right hand using my phone.

My left hand on the laptop.

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