I sat down next to her and tapped on the back of the driver’s seat. “We’re ready, Jensen.”
“Yes, miss. We should be there shortly.”
Jordan turned toward me. “So tell me what’s going on with that ring. If my eyes don’t deceive me, that’s not the diamond he gave you when he first proposed.”
I couldn’t help but grin. “It is a new one. He had it for me when he asked me again last night. I didn’t ask for it or anything. I was perfectly happy with the first one.”
Taking my hand in hers, she studied my ring like a jeweler. “This ring looks even bigger. What is this, like almost two carets? I’m surprised you’re not dragging your knuckles on the ground when you walk.”
I pulled my hand away and shook my head. “Don’t tease. It’s not that big, and I like it. Tristan’s got good taste. He knows what I like.”
“Yes, he does. Simple round cut but stunning. So what are the plans? You mentioned on the phone it was going to be intimate, so I’m not going to have to mess up other women there if they hit on Gage?”
Laughing, I said, “It will be intimate. Just a few of us. You’ll have all the chances you want to get to know him. I tried to get Tristan to have him as the best man, but he wasn’t going for it. I’m planning to make sure there’s a chance for just the four of us to spend a little time together too.”
“Okay. As long as we have a plan. As for today, we’re getting your gown and mine. I’m trusting that you won’t put me in one of those awful bridesmaid’s gowns, right? No horrible pastels like mint green or peach. That would just be cruel, sweetie.”
I grabbed her hand and threaded my fingers through hers. “I wouldn’t do that to you. You’re my best friend in the world, so no mint or any other horrible color dress. I was thinking a nice black gown would look incredible on you with your blonde hair and green eyes.”
“Perfect! I knew you wouldn’t dress me in something awful. But what about Kim? What is she wearing?”
“I don’t know. I didn’t ask her to be a bridesmaid. I haven’t even told her we’re getting married.”
Jordan made a clucking sound with her tongue. “I don’t blame you. That girl is a drag. Do you plan to let her know?”
Sighing, I shrugged. “I don’t know. Kim is never supportive of anything with me, and I don’t want her to ruin this. Then I think that my father would never forgive me if he knew I didn’t invite her to my wedding. I don’t know what to do.”
The car rolled to a stop in front of a Brooklyn boutique where I knew I could find a dress on such short notice. As Jensen got out, Jordan gave me a sympathetic smile. “Well, we don’t have to think about her today. We just have to find you the world’s most incredible wedding gown and me the hottest bridesmaid’s gown so Gage sees that I clean up nice and sweeps me off my feet.”
“I see you’ve thought about this a bit,” I joked as my car door opened.
“Just a little. Now let’s get in there and find that dress!”
My dress wasn’t hard to find. I knew exactly what I wanted when I walked into the store, so it was just a matter of finding a dress that didn’t look like I was stepping out of a Disney princess parade. Thankfully, I only had to try on three before I found my perfect dress. A white satin gown with a beautiful draped neckline and cut-out back, it hung like it was made just for me. I knew as soon as I looked in the dressing room mirror that it was the dress I’d marry Tristan in.
Jordan’s squeals of delight when I walked out to model it for her told me I’d been right. Stepping up onto the carpeted dais, I twirled around in front of the tri-fold mirror. The coolness of the silk against my legs felt luxurious, and the back had just enough sexiness for my style.
“I love it! Is that the one you’re going to get?” Jordan asked as she fluttered around behind me checking out the dress from every angle.
Stopping, I smoothed the fabric over my thighs and nodded. “I think so. It’s not incredibly fancy, but it’s me. I love the way it hangs on me and makes me look taller. Not poofy or prom-like. Now for the veil. What do you think would work?”
“Elbow length would be perfect,” Jordan suggested as she skipped over to the rack of veils on the far wall. She choose one and held it out to me. Iridescent and lined with beads, it fit perfectly with the dress.
I placed it on my head and held my hands out as if to model the finished product. “Ta-da!”
In the mirror, I saw Jordan tear up behind me. Covering her mouth, she whispered, “Oh, honey. You’re gorgeous.”