Page 45 of Uncovering Love: The Wedding

FROM THE MOMENT OUR FEEThit the dance floor, our already perfect wedding transforms into a kickass party. Alongside our friends we shake, boogie, and sing along to the music. The same goofy smiles Evie and I have been sporting all night only grow with the laughter that comes from having a good time. No one is winning any dancing competitions, but it doesn’t matter, we’re having fun. Even Eli and Ez are busting moves out here with the adults.

A few hours pass and it becomes clear our DJ has an affinity for good ol’ Marvin Gaye. What started out as one every few songs has become a constant soundtrack of the iconic singer. That, or he only owns a few albums of other music, but as he’s a professional disc jockey, that’s hard to believe. Evie and I find it hilarious, even if it is the topic of conversation of most of our guests.

“Why don’t we slow things down and play one of the classics,” DJ Marv Super Fan calls over the microphone. I pull Evie close, swaying side to side to the familiar tune.

“Oh, my God!” Kate shuffles closer with Jon. “What gives? Your DJ is playing nothing but Marvin Gaye!”

“Who doesn’t want a little “Sexual Healing”?” I challenge and Evie’s body shakes against me with her laughter.

“It’s fine if you want to get it on, but Jesus! He’s playing the soundtrack to every baby made in this room! That, or he’s determined every woman leaves your reception knocked up.”

“Mission accomplished,” Jon quips, glancing down at the baby belly separating the couple. I hold out a fist for him to bump.

Kate shakes her head before leaning closer to Evie. “Please tell me this wasnotthe playlist you gave him.”

Evie shrugs, keeping time to the beat of the music with her hips. “No. We told him to play whatever he normally plays for weddings.”

“Well, I hope you didn’t pay an arm and a leg for his services. And keep his card so I never accidently book him for an event.”

“Oh, we got a smoking deal,” Evie says.

I nod, proud of my wife and how non-materialistic she is. I’ve seen other people drop their lifetime savings into one day. Evie was only really concerned about the food we’d be serving. “Yeah, didn’t you book him for like ninety-nine bucks?”

“What?” Kate shrieks.

“Groupon! They have everything there!” Evie shouts over the chorus as most of our guests sing along.

“You booked your wedding DJ on Groupon?” Kate’s shocked expression morphs into one of utter disgust.

“Yeah!” Evie laughs.

“But why? How could you do something like that? Evie, we’re grownups. This isn’t some backyard party. This is your wedding and it should be perfect!” Kate stops dancing, hands on her hips to glare at my wife. Kate’s a handful, always has been, but this is a new level of crazy. I get what she’s saying, but it’s not her day. Even Jon appears taken aback by her passion.

Evie glares right back before erupting into laughter. Kate doesn’t seem amused in the least, but it doesn’t stop Evie from going off. “Because I don’t give a shit about the music, Kate! As long as I’m dancing with this guy, all is well. If you don’t like it, go grab something from our amazing food truck buffet because that’s where we dropped the bulk of our budget.” Evie lifts her chin to meet my gaze and shrugs.

“I think I will,” Kate says and storms off, almost bumping into Melissa as she dances with Drew and plays with the ends of his bow tie. Jon grates his jaw and mutters an apology before following after.

“What’s got her so wound up?” I ask, but Evie shrugs.

“My honest guess? She wants Jon to ask her to get married, again. And even though she’ll probably say no because she’s too scared, and she’s got it in her head he’s only with her for the baby, I think she’s a little jealous.”

“Jealous? But she’s your best friend.”

“Yeah, but so are you. And now that we’re married ...”

“She feels left behind. Okay, yeah. I can see that. Even if it’s not true.” I nod and pull Evie tight against my front. Landing a kiss atop her forehead, I close my eyes and inhale, memorizing everything about this day. This moment. This feeling. Bottling it up to cherish for years to come.

The music changes to a new song,anotherGaye top hit and I twirl Evie in a circle before bringing her back to my arms. “This JD really does suck,” I whisper in her ear.

She nods and there’s laughter in her voice when she replies. “Yeah, I know. But I don’t even care. Today has been everything and more.”

“It has. But you know what would make it even better?” Damn, this DJ knows what’s up, because thanks to his playlist there’s only one thing on my mind. Okay, maybe two.

Evie groans, and the sound goes straight to my groin. “Please tell me you’re thinking what I’m thinking.”

I blow out an unsteady breath and pin her with my stare. “We hit the food truck for two milkshakes and get the hell out of here.”

“God, I love you.” She smiles, pushes up on her toes and kisses my lips once before dragging me toward the parked trucks. Even though the music wasn’t what we would have planned, it turns out DJ Exploding Ovaries knew a few things about love, or rather how to insure we left our party two extremely satisfied customers. I’ve been to many wedding receptions in my life, but none like ours, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

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