“See you tomorrow.”
~*~*~
My surprise from the girls was matching pajamas, all in white. Mine said BRIDE on the back in black letters, while theirs all said BRIDESMAID on them. There were even fluffy white slippers to match.
“You guys are ridiculous, but I love you so much,” I said and we had a group hug. Sloane had brought up a bottle of champagne and another of the sparkling apple cider.
“I can’t drink at my own wedding. How incredibly lame is that?” I said, staring at my glass of non-alcoholic bubbly.
“Well, maybe you should have thought about that before you got knocked up,” Chloe said, draining her glass and giving me a smug smile. I wanted to throw a pillow at her, but I didn’t.
“You’re just jealous,” I said, rubbing my belly like Santa Claus.
“Of your ability to procreate? Please. I could do that if I wanted. I just don’t want to.” She shuddered. “Just say no to penis.”
Marisol rolled her eyes at Chloe and poured her another glass while I sipped my cider and tried to remember what it was like to be buzzed. Eh, I was buzzed enough on love. That was something you couldn’t buy in a bottle.
“Well, Chlo, without a penis, you wouldn’t be here, so how about a little respect,” Sloane said and then Chloe did throw a pillow and our sleepover devolved into all of us beating the shit out of one another with pillows.
“This is totally the ultimate male fantasy,” Sloane panted.
“Yeah, except we’re wearing clothes and this won’t lead to making out,” I said as I smashed her in the side of the face.
“True,” she said, recovering her balance and then nailing me.
~*~*~
Sleep was going to be next-to-impossible, so we just stayed up and talked and drank and reminisced. It was sweet and it was nice to be with them again. We hadn’t seen much of each other like this since my bachelorette party.
“You and Lucah didn’t choreograph an elaborate dance, did you?” Marisol asked as we all lay on my bed in a heap.
“No. I thought about it, but I didn’t think I’d actually remember it, and neither of us are professional dancers, so we’d probably just look like we were trying too hard.” They murmured agreement.
“Nope, no crazy surprises for this wedding. Nice and normal. That’s what I like. Nice and normal.” I closed my eyes.
“Nice and normal and knocked up,” Chloe said and we all laughed together.
~*~*~
The next thing I knew, my mattress was moving and making sounds. I opened my eyes and realized it wasn’t my mattress, but Sloane. We’d all passed out in a pile and the alarm on my phone was going off. The ceremony was at noon, but we had to get to the church to get ready and take pre-wedding pictures at nine-thirty. Plus, Mom had planned an elaborate pre-wedding breakfast for all of us, so that was going to take some time as well.
“Oh, shit,” I said, bolting for the bathroom. There wasn’t anything in my stomach, so I just heaved a few times and then stood up.
“You okay?” Sloane said, getting up and running her hands through her fuzzy hair.
“Yeah. I don’t know if it’s nerves or morning sickness.” I filled a glass and drank some water.
“Probably a little of both,” she said and I agreed.
We got the other two up and down the stairs for the breakfast. We were eating first since we had to leave first, so that prevented me from seeing Lucah by accident. Mom had everything planned out.
“I don’t know if I can eat,” I said, looking at the array of food and not finding anything appealing.
“When I was pregnant with you, I ate nothing but Cream of Wheat for the first four months. Here,” she said, handing me a bowl. I smelled it and didn’t feel like throwing up, so I took a tentative bite from the spoon. Not bad.
I was able to finish one bowl and keep it down.
“Okay, we need to get a move on,” Mom said, bustling us all into the limo waiting outside. Gracie and Fiona were all excited about the “big car” we were in and making the windows go up and down.