Chapter 166 Butterflies
I can't believe how giddy I am! I spin around in front of the mirror and smooth a hand down my little bump.
"Today's the day," I whisper to my little peanut.
"Aww..." I look over at my sisters, who I guess heard me whispering to my little one. I don't know when that started, but I find myself talking to my baby lately, now that it's actually starting to show.
Earlier, Grant and they guys came and dragged Rick out of the room this morning, after he work me up, eating me out. Then he took me in the shower, claiming he needed me extra clean for our big day.
Yeah, I didn't believe him either as he was balls deep, pressing me up against the shower wall. But I wasn't going to complain! He felt so good, and I was so needy. This baby is doing more than messing with my emotions!
"I promise we'll get to the rest tonight," he whispered with that sultry look he gets when he's horny. He looked like he was ready to devour me right there in front of the guys!
All I could do was blush like a freaking virgin bride! (Well, we can ex the virgin part off now. Obviously, I'm almost 9 weeks pregnant now. And while it's not a large bump, the evidence is definitely there!)
The moment he left, my sisters came in carrying my dress with them. They also brought in a trey Jeff had so graciously prepared for my morning breakfast.
Tea, toast and some fruit! Perfect. I was starving after my morning exercise!
"You might want to eat now. We don't know when you'll get the chance to after this," Charlie warned before they helped me into the dress.
My dress is pretty simple. A satin bodice that comes right up under my breasts, making my sore breasts even bigger than normal. It has a beaded V-neckline and a low back.
The empire waistline drops into a soft flowy material that drapes down my hips and showing of my tiny bump. It reaches all the way to my toes. The same material is used for my flowy bell sleeves that reach my fingertips.
When I'm dressed, Olivia was in charge of my make up while Charlie worked on simple waterfall curls down my back. In the end, I look simple and elegant. Not overly flashy, just like I wanted.
The girls were giggling and gossiping the whole time.
"Rick is not going to be able to keep his hands off you when he sees you in this," Liv teased.
"As if Rick ever kept his hands to himself," Charlie snickered. "That man is obsessed!"
"Well, yeah. I mean, our sister really is beautiful! But now? He's gonna lose it in his pants at the altar," Liv cackled. "He's gonna have a fucking boner in front of everyone!"
I blush, because that would not be far from the truth.
When they were finished with me, they rushed to get their own dresses. My sisters looked beautiful. So grown up.
Sometimes I forget Charlie is basically an adult and Liv isn't far behind. Both my sisters are young woman, almost ready to go out on their own and find their own lives and experiences. The thought makes me slightly melancholy.
I look down at my bump. That wasn't very nice, sweetie! Mommy needs to not cry on my wedding day! At least not until I get my pictures! I chastise the one currently in charge of my hormones internally.
An hour after the girl's hurricane make over session, we head down and meet Hailey.
The girls quickly go through the cold box and find their flowers.
"Oh, God! These are perfect!" Charlie squeals in happiness.
"Look how cute they are!" Liv coos, looking down at her roses. "And they match my dress perfectly!" she cheers.
She hands me a bouquet filled with white and red roses, before she squeezes me in a huge motherly hug. "You look gorgeous, Josie. I'm so happy for you," she whispers wiping her tears, and rushing to take her seat.
My sisters had smaller bouquets with red roses. And Liv was right, with her red dress and Charlie's black, they look absolutely stunning!
My sisters pull me to the ballroom doors, my tummy fluttering with nervous butterflies. This whole morning I've been able to avoid the nerves, too busy to get worked up about this, but now that it's finally time, it's hitting me full force.
I'm not scared! There is absolutely nothing for me to be scared about. Even if I trip over my dress (God, please don't let me trip over my dress!) nothing could possibly go wrong! I'm excited! I'm getting my husband! It's just these damn emotions! There is just so much inside me.
But then I get distracted by the first strains of music.
The second I hear Canon in D, I whimper. He remembered! He didn't tell me he was going to do this! But I'm so happy right now, it pushes all other emotions out of my mind.