Page 104 of Fear of Love
I laughed at that.
Hearing Josie and Mila chuckle, I looked over at them with a smile. Josie was radiating. She looked the happiest I’d ever seen her.
“Can you believe she’s getting married today?” I said softly. Beside me, Tasha shook her head.
“It feels like just yesterday we were at uni together talking about getting married,” Tasha murmured as she stared at her best friend. “Who would have thought getting stuck in an elevator would lead to marriage?”
“My luck, I would have been stuck alone or with some old pervert.” I snorted.
“Just proves everything happens for a reason.” I could feel Tasha’s eyes on me then. “If it wasn’t for that night, they wouldn’t have met. We wouldn’t have met Mila and Bryton. I wouldn’t have met Trevor. You wouldn’t have met Landon.”
“Smooth,” I commented, glancing over at her.
“Don’t know what you mean,” Tasha said innocently. “You are going to talk to him, right?”
“Yeah, after the wedding.” I nodded.
“Why not right now? The wedding doesn’t start for another few hours.”
“It’s Josie’s day.” I shook my head. “I’m not going to let anything get in the way of that.”
“Bullshit. The only thing Josie cares about right now is Wyatt being at the end of the aisle waiting for her. The rest is all background noise. Trust me, if it wasn’t for everything else, she’d already be down there marrying the guy.” Tasha gave me a look that made most people feel like they were being scolded by a parent or school principal.
“Go talk to him right now. He’s downstairs.” My heart picked up at the thought of going to find him. Tasha wasn’t wrong. The wedding wasn’t set to start for a while. I could easily sneak out and go find him and be back with plenty of time to spare.
“What if…” I paused, swallowing the sudden lump in my throat. “What if he doesn’t accept my apology and things get weird and awkward?”
“Then good thing we have an open bar,” Tasha joked before she turned serious again. “It’s scary as hell putting your heart on the line, but you’ll never know unless you try.”
I was done holding myself back out of fear of getting hurt. The regret of not trying would hurt even more. I owed it to myself and to Landon to take that chance.
“You’re right.” I smiled at her, a sense of resolve straightening my spine.
“Of course I am.” She grinned. “Now, go get your man.”
I squeezed her arm before heading for the door. Just as I was about to open it, it flung open, forcing me to step back as multiple people walked through.
“Okay, let’s get some pictures of you getting ready and then of the bridesmaids.” Two photographers with huge cameras moved around the room as the woman in front of me clapped her hands.
About a week ago,Peoplemagazine reached out to Josie and said they wanted to do a whole piece on her and Wyatt’s wedding. The amount of money they offered was so astonishing that neither could turn it down.
The magazine sent multiple people to cover the wedding and take pictures and do interviews with all of us for the article. I wasn’t the least bit mad Josie and Wyatt agreed to them covering their wedding. My magazine was nothing compared toPeople’s.
The two of them knew that there were certain expectations for having their relationship so public. They knew that with a wedding like this, they were going to have to post something about it. At least this way they could do it on their own terms and have it done in a way that didn’t involve the paparazzi stealing pictures and posting them themselves.
“Bridesmaids, how about you all get together for a group picture?” The woman said.
I didn’t get a chance to protest before I was swept back into the center of the room. As everyone moved around to grab dresses, I looked at the door. As soon as I could, I was going to go find Landon and no one was going to stop me.
Two and a half hours later,I was being positioned to get my picture taken with Josie. I had on my bridesmaid dress as well as my hair and makeup done. All of us in the bridal party were corralled around each other as we smiled for the camera.
“You ladies are stunning,” the woman behind the camera said as she finally moved her camera away from her face andflipped through the photos. My cheeks hurt from smiling so much. I silently prayed we were done.
The photographer came over and showed us the pictures she took. We really did look good. The bridesmaids' dresses were absolutely beautiful and perfect for all of us. The mauve color wasn’t too dark or light and matched all of our skin tones.
The satin fabric was smooth to the touch. It had one strap on the shoulder that held the dress up, the sides cinching at the waist before falling to the floor. A small slit on the side showed a peek of leg but nothing overly sexy. It was simple, yet gorgeous.
The color matched everything else with the wedding. The flowers were a mix of pink, white, and mauve. The tables and chairs were a mix of mauve and white. Josie did a really good job at matching everything.
