Page 37 of Omega's Pretend Mate
Mom considered my suit for a moment, then walked over to adjust my tie. Finally she nodded in satisfaction.
“That coral tie Gabe picked looks good on you.”
I smiled. He did have good taste. Whie we’d shared planning duties, I’d let him decide the colors and theme and he had nailed it. It was going to be an incredible ceremony. In fact everything about the wedding was nearly perfect, except for the part where it was all a big lie.
I wanted it to all be real; a life with him and our family.
“He says his mama is going to wear this color,” I stated as I turned to look at myself in the mirror.
“What’s the other color in his theme?”
“Seafoam?” I guessed. “I think that’s it. Some shade of light green.”
Mom chuckled. “Sounds about right. I’ll make sure to get a dress that doesn’t clash or look too similar to hers.”
I frowned at my reflection. Mom prided herself on being ready before any major event, but we’d thrown the wedding together in under a month once the permit was approved. It meant that shopping for outfits and fittings were all happening days before the ceremony.
At least suit rentals were more common than dress rentals. Not that we really had to worry about that either. Gabe’s family had given us a wedding account for any incidentals. Mom could buy any dress she wanted regardless of cost.
I turned, walked over and hugged her. “I’m sorry this is all so fast mom.”
She smiled and patted my arm. “It’s understandable. Gabe obviously loves his grandfather very much, and wants to make sure that he can be here for this. I would rather you give little notice, than ask him to postpone and possibly lose somebody important.”
“I just hope I’m not rushing things,” I said, subtly planting the idea so that it was there when we eventually divorced.
Mom pushed me back and looked into my eyes. “I’ve seen the way you look at him, and how he looks at you. You’ve moved fast, but the love is there.”
It was true, for me at least. I’d fallen hard and fast. But as much as I wanted to believe that Gabe felt the same, I didn’t dare to hope.
Mom’s cell phone rang, and she jumped to answer it.
“Seems our men are done with their pampering,” she said after she hung up. “And according to Philip, the younger kids are all passed out on your patio.”
I nodded. “It’s good they rest. Gabe’s family arrives tonight, and cranky kids aren't the best first impression.”
Mom frowned. “You’re really concerned about meeting them, aren’t you?”
I sighed. “It’s just… they come from a different world. I need them to know that I’m the right alpha for Gabe.”
She laughed. “I’ll throw down with his father if they make a stink. I bet those rich people are soft.”
“I don’t know if that will help.”
“Who cares? It’s not their choice anyway. Does Gabe want you? His is the only opinion that matters. He’s a grown man and is fully capable of making decisions for himself, including who he chooses as his alpha.”
I smiled. I loved that mom already respected my fiance.
“Come on,” she said, patting my shoulder. “Let’s go get our men and get ready for tonight.”
“Ok.”
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Gabe’s house seemed packed to the brim, despite how big it was. Or maybe it just felt that way with nearly twenty people in the living room, and with the cold, stilted conversation of people who were still trying to figure each other out.
It wasn’t even everybody. His brother and his family, plus aunts, uncles, cousins and so forth would be arriving over the next couple days, and had managed to secure every luxury hotel suite in town, having declared that with his parents in one guest room, and his grandparents in another, that his house was far too crowded, even if there were still empty rooms.
Meanwhile my family were all content in my old apartment.
