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“But I want to remember getting married to you in it,” he complained. The video hadn’t been enough for him. Though it did show exactly how drunk they were. She couldn’t believe they were even allowed to get married. There should be rules.
“Just remember this one, and remember last year’s date.” Resting her head against his shoulder, she smiled, she liked that they had that secret, even if others knew.
“This one is quite amazing, too. I’ll spend the entire wedding planning how I’m going to tear it off you later.”
“You won’t; there’s a zipper.” She pointed to the back of the dress.
“With my teeth.” He showed them. Then he kissed her, and she didn’t care about her makeup or anything else when he kissed her.
“Stop it right now,” Tess said from the door.
Both looked over at her and didn’t even bother to look embarrassed.
“What?” Natalie asked from behind Tess.
“They were making out right before the wedding!” Tess explained as the two separated.
“As long as they’re not related, to each there own, right?” Natalie asked Mia with a smile and a reference to her first wedding, where Mia was still convinced the groom made out with a bridesmaid who might or might not have been his sister after the bride left him.
“Rafferty, out. Now we have to fix her.” Tess turned to Mia.
Rafferty grabbed his phone and, on the way out the door, said, “I see nothing that needs fixing. She’s perfect.”
Ruth passed him on his way and out and said, “She is, isn’t she.”
Closing the door behind Rafferty, Ruth looked around. “Where’s Hazel?”
“Maybe making out with the pastor. I wouldn’t put it past her.” Natalie checked to make sure nothing was amiss with Mia’s dress.
“Really, Natalie. I have to face the man in a few minutes,” Mia argued in half outrage.
“Remember, it was you who said what you said, and I had to leave my wedding. I couldn’t face the man.” Natalie laughed and arranged a lock of Mia’s hair. It was still brown, and she had no plans on coloring it. That is until the gray showed up, then she’d be back to coloring it every month.
“You didn’t want to marry the other man. Don’t put that on me,” Mia said as Tess put more lipstick on her.
Hazel rushed in and asked, “Who’s getting Mandy on the phone?”
“Nobody, she’s here,” Mandy said from the doorway. “No way would I miss my own cousin’s wedding. She’s my favorite.”
Mia hugged her. She was supposed to be on bedrest with her second pregnancy, and had been for over a month now. This time, she hadn’t hidden her pregnancy for long; she was telling everyone. And so far, the baby was staying put. The doctor wasn’t even worried she would miscarry this time, but they put her on bedrest as a precaution.
“Okay, we don’t have a lot of time.” Hazel grabbed the tray from the shelf. “Everyone knows the rule: drink what you want, and no comments from others. Until later, then comment away.”
There were twelve paper cups on the tray. Half were whiskey, Mia’s favorite, and half were another beverage that was nonalcoholic for those who were abstaining from alcohol for one reason or another. Well, actually, the only reason was being pregnant.
Mandy, of course, grabbed a non-alcoholic choice. Mia watched the others grab, and of course so did everyone else. Mandy was the only one everyone knew was pregnant. Mia wanted to know who else. Ruth grabbed a whiskey, but her kid was a few months old now.
The other four eyed each other and all reached for a glass at the same time. All grabbed from the same side of the tray, and they all laughed at themselves and at each other. It seems there was going to be a baby boom in the group. A big one.
“So next time, no alcohol?” Hazel asked. She usually was in charge of the beverages. Mostly because she was married, the preacher and the old biddies in church wouldn’t dare comment if she was caught.
“Looks that way, Haze.” Natalie couldn’t stop smiling as she hugged her friend.
“Okay, to Mia finding happiness in Rafferty ‘sexy smile’ Brooks, and to her staying here in Landstad forever,” Ruth said.
“You mean Rafferty ‘pain in the butt in a good way’ Brooks,” Mandy said with a wink.
“No, Rafferty ‘knows better than to argue with me’ Brooks,” Hazel added.
