"There’s no one else I want to dance with."
With that, I turn and walk into the bridal suite to find I'm one of the last ones there, and the only sober one, even though it's only eleven a.m.
The next few hours are full of hair, makeup, laughing, champagne, and texts from Gray. He makes sure I eat, and he also makes sure I take it slow on the champagne, and the longer we are apart, the dirtier the texts get.
I'm debating sneaking out for a quickie, before the wedding, when Dana's mom announces it's time for us to get dressed, and in no time at all, everyone is lining up.
"Wait, Kaitlyn! I need just a minute." Dana says, and when it's just the two of us, she hugs me.
"I want you to have this; to be this happy. If anyone deserves it, it's you. I know what's going through your mind with Grayson here and you in Georgia, but that’s just geography. Do not write him off, because of it. He's one of the good ones, and he's been carrying a torch for you for so long," she says.
"No tears." I hug her harder.
In the back of my head, I knew all this time that he had feelings for me, but hearing Dana voice it out loud, is enough for me to really grasp it. If I'm truly being honest, I’ve been holding out for him, too.
We go out and get in line. I'm walking down the aisle with Alex's younger brother, who is still in college, and one of those textbook frat boy flirts.
"Hey, don't you look hot." He says, as I stand beside him.
"I already said no, Josh. I'm seeing someone."
"Is he here?"
"Yes."
"Damn. At least, I get one dance with you." He smacks his lips.
"If he doesn't kick your ass first," I say, making Dana laugh.
"Yeah, Josh, her guy is ex-military, and just one arm is about as big as you, so be careful," Dana says, earning a dirty look from Josh.
We’re next, so I place my arm in Josh's and take a deep breath. When the door opens, I feel like I'm in a winter wonderland with lots of twinkle lights and red poinsettias. Yet, when my eyes land on Gray in his suit, and he looks back at me, I don't see anything else, as I walk down the aisle.
I wish it was him on my arm, and as I pass him, he winks at me, like he knows what I'm thinking.
Though, I doubt he knows I'm picturing him in that suit at the end of the aisle.
Grayson
Watching Kaitlyn walk down the aisle, makes me wish she was walking down it to me. And suddenly, it's all I can think about. I hate the young guy on her arm, but knowing it's Alex's little brother, keeps me in check.
During the entire ceremony, I don't see the bride and groom. I just see my beautiful girl up there, and her eyes on mine. I want this for us, and I don't want to have to say goodbye to her in just a few days. I want her by my side, but my life, my company, and my parents’ home are here in Kentucky, and her life and Oakside are in Georgia.
I want to enjoy her today, so I push those thoughts from my head and commit the image of her in that deep red bridesmaid dress to memory. How it hugs every curve and makes her boobs look luscious.
Once the ceremony is over, I can't get to her fast enough. As they take all the photos, I'm there watching to make sure Josh's hands stay where they belong.
"Hey, Grayson. Come here!" Dana yells.
I head over, as Dana talks to the photographer.
"I want a photo of you and Kaitlyn." She says, and I don't hesitate to move behind my girl and take a photo.
For sure, I’ll get a copy for myself to remember this day by, to remember this dress, and to remember, when she was mine.
The thought that all this has an end date is starting to drive me a bit crazy.
Once the photos are over, I lean in and whisper in Kaitlyn's ear.