Page 36 of Karma
How the fuck do you do that?
“It’s a gift,” she says with a smirk. “Where do you want to get married?”
Swallowing, Hailey can’t meet her eyes. “I don’t know, but I just… I know it’s our family, and I fully accept it. I’m not trying to say anything by this, but when I think about getting married, it isn’t in a clubhouse.”
“We can book the banquet hall at the hotel. Venom’s pretty tight with the general manager, so we can make sure the waitress has nothing to do with it.”
“Wait, you’re not mad?”
“Why would I be mad? This is your wedding, Hailey. Lily got married in her backyard, which is beautiful. I got married in a hospital room. Brock and Summer got married on the bluffs. It’s not one size fits all.”
Relief fills her, and she almost bursts into tears. “Will Colt be angry?”
“Doubt it,” she says. “What you want, you will get. We’ll figure it out.”
She smiles and lunges into Lex’s arms. “Thank you.”
“Of course.”
And that was it. Gasping, Hailey pulls away and walks over to a pale pink ballgown. It looks like it just jumped off the screen of a Disney movie.
“Pink?”
“It’s my size,” she whispers.
“Try it on.”
The attendant walks over, and Hailey all but runs into the dressing room. The strapless, corset ballgown with lace covering the bodice is more than she could even dream up. It’s beautiful.
“I love it,” she says and walks out of the room. “Please don’t tell me you hate it.”
“Pink is so not my color, but as long as you aren’t going to make me wear it, I’m good. It’s actually pretty. Not a typical wedding dress color. Kind of edgy, which very much fits your personality.”
Turning on the small stage in front of the mirrors, Hailey begins to cry. “This is my dress.”
“What shoes do you want to wear?” the woman asks.
“I don’t know.”
Lex looks around and grabs a pink, glittery wedge. “How about this?”
“It’s sparkly. I like it.”
They help her step into the shoes, and the skirt lands at the perfect length. “No alterations needed,” Lex says with a smile. “I think it’s fate, girl.”
“Headpiece?” the attendant asks.
“No veil,” Hailey says.
Smiling, Lex nods her head. “A tiara.”
“Seriously?”
“You’re already dressed like a princess. Let’s complete the look.”
As soon as it’s on her head, her hair pulled back to mirror how it would pair with an updo, she knows Lex is right. It’s perfect. “Wow.”
“We’ll take it all,” she says and hands the sales woman her card. “Want to keep it at the house?”
