We all followed her.
Ellie leaned into me and whispered, “Holy hell…you have cake, cupcakes, cake pops, brownies, cookies, candied and caramel apples, and I’m pretty sure I saw chocolate-covered strawberries.”
“Melody kind of thinks Scott has a sweet tooth,” I whispered back.
Ellie pulled her head back and looked at me. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen him eat a single sweet thing,” she said with a confused look on her face.
I held back a laugh. “He hates sweets. His mother had them in the house all the time. He got so sick of eating them, so he won’t eat them anymore.”
“Shit, I wish I felt that way about sweets,” Ellie said.
We walked up to the table, and I couldn’t help it. I let out a squeal. They had written each food item on small tan pumpkins.
“Mac and cheese,” I said. I laughed out loud and then began rocking Lauren who had woken up during my moment of insanity. “That is the cutest thing I’ve ever seen.”
Melody smiled and pointed at Jenny.
“I love it. I love it all. Thank you, Mom. Thank you, Jenny. You’ve truly made this a dream wedding. Not only are the adults going to love everything, but the kids are also going to have so much fun.” I hugged each of them the best I could with Lauren in my arms.
Melody took Lauren from me and gently kissed her as she turned and started walking away with my crying baby. “I’m going to go feed her. It’s almost showtime, and you need to get dressed,” she called over her shoulder.
I looked at Ellie and Ari. “I’m so nervous.”
They each linked their arms in mine, and we made our way back to the house, following Jenny as she barked orders to people while we walked by them. We headed into my bedroom, and I took one look at Amanda and busted out crying.
“What? Oh god. Do I have the wrong dress on or something? Shit, it’s the baby weight, isn’t it?” Amanda said as she began jumping up and down, vigorously shaking her hands.
“Don’t be silly, Amanda. You have the right dress on, and, bitch, you don’t even look like you just had a baby. Jessie is just happy to see it on you,” Ari said as she just began getting undressed in front of all of us.
I dropped my mouth open as I looked at her and instantly stopped crying. “Fuck me. How do you look like that after two kids?” I looked her up and down.
The smile that spread across her face was priceless. “Lots and lots of sex.” She raised her eyebrows.
“Ugh…really? Gag me,” Ellie said as she took off the sweatpants and T-shirt I had made for each of them.
They were both wearing black corsets with matching lace panties.
Azurdee came walking out of the bathroom, cursing. “Shit…how in the hell do you get these bastards on?”
Ari whistled and looked at Azurdee. “Damn, girl. You might give Heather a run for her money in the boob area.”
Heather laughed as she looked up from where she was sitting and putting on makeup. “You look beautiful, Azurdee. Here, turn around and let me help.”
Ellie giggled.
“Will you zip me up, please?” Ari asked me.
I zipped her up, and then she turned around.
“Well? You still like them?” Ari asked.
I glanced up at Heather, who was now helping Azurdee into her dress. I shook my head, looking around at each of them. They each had on black chiffon ruched dresses that were strapless and knee-length. They were all so damn beautiful and doing nothing but bickering with each other.
They all came and stood next to one another. I made my way down the line, looking at each one. Azurdee was my best friend and maid of honor. Lark was going to shit his pants when he saw her. Heather was the sweetest one of the bunch but the first to admit that she liked to play in the bedroom. Ellie had her innocence that just poured off her as she stood there with that sweet smile of hers. Ari was all spit and fire in a beautiful package but one of the kindest people I’d ever known. Amanda was the person who would drop everything in order to help out one of her friends.
I felt the tears building as I looked at each of them. They had started off being my friends, but over the last few years, they had become my sisters.
“Oh no, honey…don’t cry. You’re gonna ruin your makeup,” Heather said as she walked up and took me in her arms. She let me go as she stepped back and winked at me. “It’s your turn.”