Page 100 of You, Me, and Forever

I stepped up on the podium and studied her from head to toe. “Did you wear a different bra when you got your last fitting done?”

Monica chuckled. “Oh, I did just buy this new bra. It’s supposed to work wonders for us less-endowed girls.”

I tried not to laugh. “Violet, unzip the back a little bit for me.”

She moved up onto the podium and did as I asked. “Hold the top away so I can see what’s going on.”

Monica held the fabric away from her body as I tipped my head down and looked. “May I make an adjustment?”

“Yes. Have at it.”

I reached into the cleavage area, found the little opening on the inside of each cup, and tugged the unusually thick padding out of the bra. I held the two pads in my hand and asked Violet to zip the dress up.

“Oh. Ohhhhhh. Look at that. It fits perfectly,” Monica said, and her bridesmaids all relaxed on the couch as her mother moved to her feet and got teary eyed as she took in her daughter. “Thank you so much, Montana. You both are little wedding ninjas, the way you just jump into gear.”

“Yes,” Connie said. “Monica told me that Violet worked some magic getting her the wedding cake that she wanted, even though it was slightly out of budget. Somehow, she got them to bend on the price.”

I chuckled. Violet was a fabulous negotiator, and I’d heard her on the phone, mentioning how many weddings we refer to this particular bakery a year. She’d also mentioned that there was another baker in town who was eager to get new business. And they immediately took 20 percent off the cake that Monica had really wanted.

“We’re here to make your lives easier on your special day.” I smiled.

Beatrice looked relieved as she widened her eyes at Violet and me.

“Here, Bea, have a little champagne,” Violet said as she handed a flute to the older woman, while everyone else was gushing over Monica’s dress.

We said our goodbyes and made our way outside, just as my phone rang.

I groaned when I saw Tracy’s name light up my screen.

“Put her on speaker. I want to hear what she has to say this time.”

I chuckled and then answered before moving her to speakerphone. “Hey, Tracy.”

“Montana, I just called your office looking for you and Violet, and Blakely said you were together.”

“We are. We’re dealing with some wedding stuff. What’s up?”

“Well, it’s your lucky day. We’re going back to my place to watch the video my parents had made of me as a little girl, from birth all the way to my wedding day. It’s got everything on it. It’s like a movie. It’s three hours long, and all my bridesmaids are heading over now to watch with me. You and Violet have to come join us.”

The look on Violet’s face was giving meI will murder you slowly if you agree to thisvibes.

“Oh, I wish we could, Tracy. We’ve got to get over to the venue to see how setup is going for the Berry wedding this weekend.”

She whined a little but said she understood. “Some brides are so high maintenance,” Tracy said.

I chuckled, because she just might have been the least self-aware person I’d ever met.

“Okay, well, have fun,” I said. “Take care.”

“I’ll record some of it and send it to you so you don’t feel like you missed out.”

Violet threw her hands in the air, and I thanked Tracy and ended the call quickly.

After we slipped into the car, Violet turned to me. “Do we really have to go to the venue again? We already checked everything earlier today. We still have all day tomorrow to get things done.”

“No. We’re dropping the car at the office, grabbing Blakely, and walking to the Moose Brew. I think we’ve earned some cocktails.”

“Yes! She’s back!” Violet fist-pumped the sky.

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