No, I’m dreaming again. It was so obvious that Josh had moved on.
“You lost me…”
The moment I’d slept with Jerry I’d ruined any chance with Josh. I lost him.
Just then, my cell phone rang. I pulled it out of my purse and looked at the caller ID.
Josh.
My hands started shaking. Should I answer it? I hit ignore and threw my phone back in my purse. As I put my head on the steering wheel, I started to cry even harder.
He’s getting married.
CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE
ARI
Thank God it was time to go. If I had to talk to another person and say thank you, I was going to go off on someone.
I looked over at Jeff while he shook someone else’s hand, giving him his fake-ass smile. I let out a little laugh. I looked over to my right and saw Emma and Grace walking up. I started to head toward them when Lynda stepped in front of me.
“Before ya say goodnight to Grams, I was wondering if you could do me a favor?”
No, bitch.
“I can try. ”
“Can you apologize to Heather for me?”
I felt the heat rushing into my face. I’ll kill this girl if she hurt Heather.
“For what?”
“Well, I’m not sure what happened, but I think Josh must have upset her. When they came back from McDonald’s, she was clearly hurt when they were walking in. Then, when I ran into her in the bathroom, she was crying. I know Josh can be a bit of an ass at times, and I know they’ve had a different kind of friendship. ”
“Um, okay. Well I’m sure Heather will be fine. Thanks for your concern. I’ll let her know what you said the next time I talk to her. ”
Just then, Emma and Grace walked up. Emma hugged Lynda and talked to her while Grace gave me her congratulations.
I kept looking over at Lynda. There was something about the bitch I didn’t trust. Heather seemed fine when she brought me my cheeseburger, but was clearly upset after running in to Lynda in the bathroom. I don’t trust that bitch as far as I can throw her skinny ass.
Jeff and I said good-bye to, I swore all 150 people at the wedding.
We made our way out to his truck, and after my mother and Grace helped me to get my dress inside the truck we took off.
“So, where are we going, Mr. Johnson?” I asked as I wiggled my eyebrows up and down.
“The W. ”
“Oh wow, the W and Paris? I do believe you are going to start off this marriage by spoiling me. ”
“That is my every intention, Mrs. Johnson. ” Jeff said with a smile.
***
After we got to the hotel and checked in, we were standing outside our room. Jeff had told the bellhop to just leave the bags, and he would bring them in later.
Standing at the door of our room, Jeff turned toward me and cupped my face with his hands.