The Billionaire And Me - Complete Series: BWWM Alpha Billionaire Romance - Plot & Excerpts
The Billionaire and Me - Complete Series Chapter Eight Sometimes it seems the more you’re waiting for something the longer it takes to even get here. Other times when you’re not waiting for something it comes rushing right up on you. I did wait for our wedding date to come up on us at a snail’s pace but it ran at us at full speed. Before I knew it the cakes were done, the dress was altered, and the building for the reception was done. How could this have possibly been done so fast? I could hardly remember saying what we needed. I had lucked out in the fact my sister had decided to make the cakes. There were some things money certainly couldn’t buy and I was happy for that. The one thing I wasn’t happy about is I was all but forced to have Melinda in the bridal party. At first I resisted and while Blake couldn’t blame me for that he also wanted to keep the peace so I had relented. After the wedding, however, I wanted to stay as far away from them as humanly possible. I didn’t care if we lived in Antarctica; I wanted to be away from them! With the help of the stylist the last bobby pin I would need was placed in my hair when we heard a scream that sounded an awful lot like Melinda. The stylist jumped, digging that pin deep into my scalp. I hissed in pain and mentally grumbled at Melinda’s scream and what I assumed was general carelessness. She was the type of person I assumed would have a stroke if she broke a nail. Right now I didn’t see any reason to think differently. Still, despite my anger at her, there was curiosity. “What happened?” I asked in the most patient voice I could possibly muster under the circumstances. It was not easy either as I felt as if the school yard bully was trapped in a room with me. I could hear the clucking of over women as they were all gathered around Melinda’s backside and hip. Under different circumstances it would have been rather entertaining. Still, the stubborn, hurt, and angry part of me hoped that this would force her to change dresses. She had chosen to wore a screaming fire engine red silk satin dress with crystals beaded all over it. I had suspected this was somehow done to upstage me as the bride. Despite it being the bride’s day there was often someone who wanted all the attention on themselves and Melinda did like her attention. This kind, however, I don’t think she wanted. “My dress split! It split right open in the back! Alex bought this dress for me and he’ll have kittens!” She wailed. I could’ve just blamed this on a dose of instant karma and hoped that she would change. I could have but something wouldn’t let me. “My mom left an old sewing kit here. Take the dress off and I can mend it,”
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