"Stop it. Your hair will go bushwhacked if you check it one more time." Chad appeared behind me, giving me that loving, evilish smile as he went through my dress, checking for stains and whatever crazy disaster bride-to-be's were prone to on their wedding day.
My wedding day …
Yes, it was definitely happening. At my parents' estate in Kent.
My gorgeous gown was made out of ivory lace, a tight-fitted bodice with mermaid-tail style bottom that had just enough length for it to glide behind me. It was classy, sexy, and the touch of lace gave it a delicate, elegant look.
"You look so beautiful, Luce. He's going to go ballistic when he sees you walking down to him," Sienna said, giving a dramatic sigh.
"It's time." Luke appeared out of nowhere, cradling his little bundle of joy named Belle.
Chad froze, eyes bulging out. "FUCK. Are we ready? Are you ready?" He seemed frantic as he started to tear, carefully cupping my face. "I love you, but if you're not ready to go marry that man out there who's been overly, crazily, obnoxiously in love with you, it's not too late to back out. Things have progressed so quickly, so if you're having doubts, don't do it. It'll hurt him worse if you plan to divorce later on, ya know? I'm your bridesman; I'll bounce with you."
Sienna nodded along with him. "If there's even a tiny spec of doubt … "
"I don't. I love him," I declared with my heart. "I've been waiting for this day for such a long time, I'm never letting him get away. This is it for me, loves."
I was marrying Toby and no one was going to stop me.
After a few tears and warm hugs, my mother came to get me, eyes brimming with tears and happiness as she guided me towards where my father was waiting.
Beaming with pride, father kissed both of my cheeks before holding my hands and nodding with approval. "My little pet is finally getting married." He sniffed, eyes glazed with moisture. "You look beautiful, darling." He reached for my mother's hand, holding it tight. "If you're not one hundred percent sure about this-" he started before I interrupted.
"I'm a million times sure," I assured them both, not wanting another speech about having second thoughts because I simply had none.
My mother hooked her arm through mine. "Then that's all we needed to hear, darling."
"Let's get you married then, shall we?" my father said, taking my other arm as we walked side by side for a few more steps towards the garden that had a white-carpeted aisle dusted with magnolias, giving the air about the garden a warm, lush ambiance.
The string quartet started playing "The Scientist" by Coldplay. The entourage went about their places when I knowingly glanced ahead, seeing Blake standing next to my soon-to-be husband, who was looking even more dashing since I had seen him last. Even from a distance, his eyes lasered in on me, staring so intensely that I began blushing from head to foot.
Giving him a small, knowing smile, he amorously responded with that sexy grin of his and a quick tap against the side of his chest where his heart rested.
We were going on to the next chapter of our lives, and I couldn't wait to finally start it with him.
I had waited for this man for so long. After all the pain and suffering, I must say he had been worth the tears and heartaches.
The future had never looked better.
"When love is not madness it is not love."