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“It’ll be okay. I think I can make do with seven months. Especially if Ryker Dallas will be there.” My eyebrow quirks. Why the hell would that make a difference? We had to give her the names of our party when we filled out our initial questionnaire. She obviously went over that.
She waves her hand in the air. “Venues always love when celebrities attend because it gives them free advertising. Have you thought about where you want to get married?” I guess that makes sense.
I tap my fingers on the table as I think about it. “Hmm…” I can’t think of anything. “We don’t need to get married in a church.” I’m happy giving her a specific detail, but she crushes it when she replies.
“Addison, have you thought about any of the details for your wedding?” I thought I just gave you one.
“No,” I sigh. “That’s why I hired you.”
She stares at me for a beat and then nods like she’s answering her own question. I’m getting the feeling I’m not her typical bride.
“Okay,” she says slowly. “I just need to ask this before we proceed. Do you want to get married?” Her voice turns serious as she sits back in her seat and crosses her arms.
I laugh out loud and lean forward on the table. “That is the only thing I’m sure of. Listen, I just need my wedding to go off without anyone ruining it. The details aren’t the most important thing. As long as we’re married in the end, that’s what matters most to me.”
“That I can do.” She smiles.
“I’m warning you, that might sound easy, but you don’t know how much Fate likes to screw with me.”
She sits up tall and her smirk tells me she’s up to the challenge. “Addison, I promise you that you and Aiden will be married on April 29.” Yep, I like her.
The next couple hours are spent going over detail after detail. I’m blown away by some of them. What the hell is a groom’s cake for anyway? I tell her I want simple. Classy, but simple. I don’t need over-the-top decorations. I don’t even care if my girls’ dresses match.
“There’s a website that you pick the color of the dress and the girls can choose between over a hundred designs,” Ava says, writing down the website for me.
“Sydney will love that.” I take the paper from her and put it in my pile of things to do. She pulls up the website and turns her laptop around so I can see. We go through the colors, and I finally decide on burgundy.
“What will the guys be wearing?”
I hold up my hands and shake my head. “That’s a question for Aiden.” He can make some of these damn decisions, too. If I knew I’d have to make this many decisions, I would have had him here with me. My head hurts. I get up and grab a water for us as she clicks on her keyboard, hopefully writing out a list for Aiden. I twist the cap off and take a long drink. My mouth is dry from talking so much.
When we return to the subject of venues, I have no freaking clue. She goes over some of the popular ones around New York City. When she talks about the Central Park Boathouse, I stop her.
“I want it there,” I say quickly. Central Park is one of my favorite places ever.
She twists her lips, tapping her pen against them. “It usually books up fast, but I’ll check it out. I need a couple other options just in case it isn’t available.” I nod and we continue to pick a couple more places.
By the time she leaves, I feel like I’ve drained every cell in my brain. I mindlessly go through my to-do list, which needs immediate attention.
Tell bridesmaids and groomsmen they are in the wedding.
Find a dress.
I drop my head onto the kitchen table. I’ve officially been thrown into wedding planning hell. Time to get the girls together for a dinner.
***
“I’m so glad you set this up,” Macie says, sitting across from me. Her smile reaches her eyes. “I needed a girls’ night out. And I have news.”
We all stare at her expectantly. She waits for the waiter to put all our waters in front of us before she continues.
“I’ll be right back with your drinks, ladies,” our waiter says before walking away. We politely thank him and turn back to Macie.
“I’m pregnant,” she beams without hesitation, clapping her hands together.
“That’s awesome news,” I say, standing and running around the table to hug her. Aiden told me she and Ryan have been trying for a while, so I know how much this means to her. Bryn, Sydney, and Harper congratulate her, and we do a toast when we get our drinks. Of course, Macie toasts with a Shirley Temple. Now I know why she didn’t order an alcoholic drink.
“Oh, no. Can you eat something here?” I ask, concern in my voice. Had I known, I wouldn’t have picked a sushi restaurant.
