“Well, from what I hear, today’s a special day,” said Muriel.
The elevator dinged, and a voice announced through the intercom:Your officiant has arrived.
Jax was in his signature black t-shirt and jeans, but he dressed it up by putting a clip-on tie over it.
We all burst into laughter at the sight of him.
“What?” he asked defensively. “Had to look the part.”
“Come have some French toast, Jax.” Leave it to Muriel to break the ice and make everyone feel right at home in this crazy ass situation.
Once our bellies were full, we went to the terrace and stood in front of the tiered water fountain. Muriel was on camera duty. For this impromptu photo op, Quinn and I decided to wear something a little less cozy for the picture’s sake. Quinn wore a white sundress with little yellow flowers. I put on jeans and a rolled-up white dress shirt. I decided against the clip-on tie Jax insisted on.
Altogether we were all casual and surprisingly happy.
Jax pulled out a little piece of paper from his back pocket.
“Ladies and gentleman,” he started. “We are gathered here today to bless the union between the beauty that is Quinn Miller and the absolute shit show that is Weston Myles.”
Muriel and Quinn couldn’t hold back their laughter, and I punched Jax on the shoulder.
“Ouch,” he said, rubbing his shoulder as if I had made a dent.
“No, but in all seriousness, have the bride and groom written their own vows?” he continued.
Quinn and I exchanged glances.
“Ok, moving on then. Do we have rings?” he asked.
I gave him a raised eyebrow.
“Oh, right. I have the rings.” Jax dug into his front pocket and presented two platinum rings.
“When did you have time to do all this, Jax?” Quinn asked.
“You didn’t know? Jax doesn’t sleep,” I answered for him.
Muriel kept snapping pictures with Quinn’s iPhone.
“I sure hope I’m doing this right,” she said.
Jax cleared his throat to get everyone’s attention.
“Weston, take Quinn’s ring and repeat after me. With this ring—” Jax started.
“With this ring.”
“I gladly marry you and join my life to yours,” he continued.
I looked Quinn in her bright green eyes. “I gladly marry you and join my life to yours,” I whispered to her.
“I give you this ring as a reminder that I will love, honor, and cherish you, in all times, in all places, and in all ways, for—” Jax paused, “until the end of our agreement,” he corrected himself.
We all laughed. It was a weird situation, but at least the company made it better.
“Forever,” I said instead.
She blinked at me and cocked her head.