Close to You - Kristen Proby Page 0,72
is the fun part.”
“I found one,” Kat announces.
“I’m not wearing black,” I reply, rolling my eyes.
“Don’t judge,” Kat says, scowling. “It’s pretty.”
“Help,” I whisper to Lori, who just laughs.
“This is just like Say Yes to the Dress,” Riley says. “I love that show.”
“Do you have a Randy?” Addie asks hopefully.
“Unfortunately no,” Lori says, laughing at the mention of the man in the TV show, “but we will make up for that with some champagne.”
“I really like it here,” Kat says with a satisfied smile.
“I hope you have cider for Cami and me,” Addie says.
“Certainly,” Lori replies.
After drinks are poured, Lori leads me back to a dressing room, carrying three dresses that the girls chose. I immediately shake my head when she holds up one that Kat pulled off the rack.
“No. I’m not a frilly person.” I stare at the fluffy dress, then sigh. “But because it’s Kat, I’ll try it on for her.”
“That’s the spirit.” Lori helps me step into the dress, zips me up, and when I turn to the mirror, I have to admit, it’s not bad.
“Let’s go show them.”
I walk barefoot into the showroom and climb onto the pedestal, facing the girls.
“It’s pretty,” Mia says, her head tilted.
“It makes your ass look fantastic,” Riley adds.
“I think it’s awesome,” Kat says with a wide smile. “And it’s totally not your style.”
“No, it’s your style,” Addie tells her with a grin. “So now we know what to go for when it’s your turn.”
“Marriage is in the same category as babies for me,” she says, shaking her red head. “So I’ll just admire it from here. Thank you for putting it on.”
I swish in a circle, enjoying the way the fabric feels against my legs. “It’s actually a fun dress. It would feel good to dance in.”
With that, I go back to the dressing room and change into a mermaid-style dress that Addie chose. I want something more demure, appropriate for a courthouse wedding, but I have to say, the bling on the bodice of this dress is awesome.
“This is perfect for your figure,” Addie says when I return to the pedestal. “It hugs your body perfectly.”
“And the sweetheart neckline makes your boobs look bigger,” Riley says.
“But it’s too much dress for my small wedding,” I reply with a sigh. “I like it, but it just isn’t the one.”
“I think I saw one,” Mia says, jumping up off her couch and handing her drink to Kat, who immediately takes a sip of it because she’s already finished her own.
“Girls, I wish you could drink so you could taste how bad this stuff is.”
“Yet you’re inhaling it,” Riley says. Kat simply shrugs as Mia returns with a dress covered in lace.
“Oh, good, she can be a doily,” Addie says, rolling her eyes.
“Actually, I think you’ll be surprised when she puts it on,” Lori replies with a smile. “That’s a nice choice.”
“Okay, let’s do it.”
Once I’m changed, I return to the girls, and rather than face them, I face the mirrors, my eyes pinned to myself.
“Wow.” Now, this dress is exactly what I had in mind. It hugs my curves in all the right places, the hem hitting the toe of my shoes. The sweetheart neckline still shows off my boobs, and the simple lace cap sleeve give it a soft touch.
It’s not puffy or too much.
“What do you think?” Addie asks. I can hear sniffling behind me, so it must look great from the rear as well.
I turn to look at my girls, who all have soft smiles on their pretty faces. “I really like this one.”
“It’s great,” Riley says, wiping her eyes.
“You look so happy,” Mia adds, also wiping tears. “And I just realized that you’re going to be my sister by marriage.”
“I know,” I reply, not even bothering to stop the tears rolling down my cheeks. Addie is in full-on pregnancy sob mode, and Kat is the only one simply sporting a wide, happy smile.
“It’s perfect,” Kat says. “It’s you.”
“Let’s add this,” Lori says, clipping a veil in my hair and turning me back to the mirror.
Holy crap, I’m getting married.
“Cami,” Riley says, standing dramatically. “Are you saying yes to this dress?”
I laugh, wipe a tear from my cheek, and say, “Yes!”
“We are so good at this,” Addie says before blowing her nose in a tissue. “Like, really good at it.”
“What, being friends, or finding wedding dresses?”
“Both.”
“THEY MADE ME try on some of the most hideous dresses,” I tell Landon that night as we lounge on my couch. His