Page 19 of SEAL'S Secret Vows

“That’s nice. I was wondering where you were planning to get a wedding dress on such short notice.” Chase has thought through most aspects of this plan already, except for the Javier part.

“Yeah, I have my ways.”

I nod. Then, sighing, I add, “I have to call my parents.”

His brows raise. “You’re inviting them?”

I look at him in surprise. “You’re not inviting yours?”

He shrugs. I sigh again. “I just don’t know about mine. They’re close to Ethan’s family. If I want him to believe it…” I shrug.

He nods, sympathetically. “Maybe the wedding photos will be enough? I’ll spare no expense.”

“Yeah. Maybe so!” I nod, feeling a little better. “Anything else?”

“No. Just wait for a message from someone about the wedding gown.”

“Okay. I’ll be in my room then.”

“No.” He calls out again. “I mean. It’s fine, but you’re coming to mine, if you know what I mean.” He points a finger in the direction of the kitchen where Javier seems to have made himself busy with whatever feast he’s planning and realization washes over me. We have to share a room now to avoid any suspicion. That means, I’ll have to move into Chase’s room each time Javier is around. Oh God! This isn’t going to be as easy as I thought.

“Alright. Message understood. I’ll get my things.” Maybe we should just come clean to Javier about the wedding. “Chase, I think you should tell Javier the truth. He'll see through it.”

His eyes consider me, probably taking in how uncomfortable I look. “Hmm... That's true. I'll think of what we can tell him. But let’s take the pictures first. We can tell him later.” He replies.

Relief floods me. “Okay. That’ll be great.” Moments later, I receive a message from an unknown number. The sender introduces herself as Celine, and asks for my measurements. Iforward the measurements, and Celine replies saying she’ll bring three wedding gowns for me that should fit.

If this was a real wedding then it would be proper to get fittings, but since it’s fake, this would have to do. Plus, after the amount of fittings I had to do for my last wedding dress, I am not eager to repeat it.

She sends the pictures of the gowns and without giving much thought about it, I tell her they’ll work fine.

Then, unable to stop myself, I text Sarah.

Don’t ask questions, but can you come to a wedding tomorrow?

She texts back instantly.

Girl, I’ve already DONE this.

I snort.

I’ll text you the address. You can bring a plus one. DON’T scream when you see me.

I send her Chase’s address. I know I need to explain myself, but like a good friend, she’s on my side immediately even if it doesn’t make sense to her.

I busy myself with a project from work to distract myself from this drama until it’s finally time to go to sleep.

Tomorrow is my wedding day. Again.

Chapter six

Nora

Today I’m getting married,I think a bit hysterically.Well. Sort of.

“Nora, Celine’s here.” Chase calls out, and I drop my phone. I open the door to reveal two women laden with bags. One carries dresses in a bag and the other carries a big makeup box.

“This is Nora,” Chase says, waving to me.

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