“No, I won’t. At least, not anytime soon.”
Aunt Beth jutted her lower lip. “No one interested in dating you?”
“What? No, that’s not it,” I said with a chuckle. Her bluntness caught me off guard.
“I have a friend of mine who has a son. He’s single and a doctor. I’m sure she wouldn’t mind setting you up on a blind date.”
“I have a boyfriend,” I stated. My eyes scanned for Nash. Where had he gone?
“Oh? Is he here?”
“Yes!” I said too quickly. “Nash Barrett. He was the best man.”
Beth’s eyes widened in delight. “That is wonderful! He is such a handsome young man, is he not?”
I returned the smile she was giving me. “Very handsome.”
“Well, I hope he keeps you happy in bed.”
My head jerked back to look at Beth. “Excuse me?”
“I used to be a sex therapist, and trust me when I say, if there is no happiness between the sheets, he’s gonna go and cheat.”
She nodded as I stared at her in utter disbelief. If my jaw wasn’t on the floor I was going to pat myself on the back.
“It’s true,” Beth stated matter-of-factly.
“Well, we, um, just started dating so . . .”
“Mmm, no sex yet. You’re still in the go-no-go zone?”
“Go . . . no . . . go . . . zone?” I asked in confusion.
The DJ tapped the mic and asked for everyone’s attention. I silently said a prayer to God that he got me out of that conversation and quickly.
I turned my attention over to the dance floor. Nash brought out a chair and had Terri sit on it as Tucker tied a blindfold onto Jim. With a confused smile, I made my way over to Charlie after I excused myself from Aunt Beth.
“What’s going on?” I asked.
Charlie covered her mouth, trying not to laugh.
“Just watch!” she said, laughing some more.
The moment the blindfold was on Jim, Terri jumped out of the chair and Nash sat down. He started to pull up his pant leg as far up his thigh as he could while the DJ put his finger to his mouth to keep everyone from laughing. Nash slipped on a stocking and then the garter belt.
“The rules are, you have to use your teeth to get your bride’s garter belt off, while blindfolded. No hands are allowed.”
“Oh no,” I said, covering my mouth to keep from laughing. Terri stood behind Nash, her hand concealing her own laughter.
“Please tell me someone is filming them professionally because I’m going to need a copy of this,” Morgan said, coming to stand next to me and Charlie.
“Oh, there are at least three professional photographers here. One taking pictures, two filming.”
Morgan dug out her cell phone and started to video. “This is the best day of my life.”
“Oka
y, remember, Jim, no hands. Teeth only.”