"More sure than anything," Mark said and gave her one of his sexy smiles. He leaned over and kissed her with a desire that took her breath away and left her wanting so much more.
"I have a lot of phone calls to make to get things started. We will wed on Saturday. Are you okay having it here at the ranch, or do you want a church wedding?" he asked.
"I would love to have it here. It doesn't have to be anything formal," she said reluctantly. She had always dreamed of her wedding day, with all the bells and whistles but this wasn't your typical wedding and she couldn't expect to plan anything extravagant in only a couple of days.
Mark actually laughed out loud at her statement. "I'm sorry to tell you Emily but the second I call my father this wedding is no longer a small thing. He would never let that happen. Be prepared for one huge extravaganza," he said. He then left her to make his calls.
Emily was a bit disappointed. She knew what he said but there was no way possible a huge wedding could be planned in only a couple of days. She didn't necessarily want it to be huge; she just would like it to be magical.
She shook her head at her own selfishness. She shouldn't be disappointed she wasn't going to get her dream wedding, when she was getting her dream man. She smiled, as she thought about being Mark's wife. Even if he was talking about it as a temporary thing, she was still going to be his wife.
Emily barely made it through dinner before she headed up to their bedroom to lie down. She was exhausted and just wanted to sleep for a while. She was out before her head even fully hit the pillow.
The next morning Emily awoke to find Mark already gone. That was unusual, as he almost always woke her up by kissing her softly all over her body. She was sure he just had a lot to get done that day.
She took her time taking a shower and getting dressed. She knew she was going to have to make a lot of plans in order to at least have some flowers and cake at her wedding. She didn't have anyone to invite, so she didn't need invitations, or party favors but she would ask Jessica and Amy to stand with her.
She wouldn't have them go overboard with fancy dresses. She herself was going to most likely wear a simple church dress. There was just no time to find her perfect fairytale dress. Mark most likely wouldn't like that anyway.
She heard voices as she walked down the stairs and stopped as she entered the den. She looked around her in shock. There were people everywhere and every available space was covered with items. No one noticed her at first and she looked around at all the items.
She heard Joseph before she saw him, "No, no, no, that just won't do," she heard him yell at someone, in his loud and overpowering voice.
"I'm sorry Mr. Anderson. I will get rid of these right away and get the next set," she heard some man say and then saw a little guy with a panicked expression rush by her and out the door.
"I can't believe he even thought that would be good enough for my youngest boy and his beautiful bride," Joseph said to someone.
"Emily, there you are sleepy head," Jessica said as she came running up. "I wanted to wake you up an hour ago but Mark threatened death to anyone who dared to disturb you," she finished.
"What is going on?" Emily gasped.
"Plans for the wedding of course," Jessica said, as if Emily had a screw loose.
"I don't understand. Why are there so many people here?" she asked.
"You can't have a great wedding in only three days without an army of people getting things done," Jessica answered her.
"I just thought we would have a small backyard wedding," Emily managed to get out, as she stared at all the chaos around her. Jessica actually laughed at her.
"Come on Emily, you've been around this family long enough to understand they never do anything half-way. There's no way Joseph would allow his last child to have a small backyard wedding," she said through more giggles.
"Don't panic too much, Emily. I thought I would hyperventilate on my wedding day. I was so not expecting the huge event they'd planned. I thought it would be us and a judge but trust me, I'm grateful now I got my dream wedding. I look through the pictures with Jasmine and she talks about the beautiful princess in the pictures, which just so happens to be me. I actually did feel like a princess. Let us help you make your wedding day the best one in your life," Amy said, as she joined the conversation.
"I guess then I'm in your capable hands," Emily said and soon would regret those words. The girls dragged her throughout the house, which she soon found was just as chaotic as the den. She tried so many cake samples she got a stomach ache. She was also measured, plucked and waxed.
The only part of the day that wasn't overwhelming was when she sat down with the wedding dress designer. He let her describe her dream wedding dress to him and wrote it all down. He said it would be worked on night and day to make sure it was perfect in every way. She didn't think it could be done but secretly hoped.