“Okay, fine. Then, I’ll get tipsy tonight, and you can be my sober wingwoman. Then, tomorrow morning, we’re going to the drugstore and getting a pregnancy test for you.”
“Sounds like a plan!”
Paige and I start walking toward the house.
“Let’s see if anyone needs help with anything before we put on our dresses,” I say.
Paige nods her head in agreement. “So, have you seen any of these military hotties in person? How hot are we talking?”
I shake my head in laughter.
From the front row, I gaze dreamily up at the altar of flowers and the people standing before it. Every second of the ceremony has been absolutely perfect so far, and I’m delighted for Sarah, Dixon, and little Evan. And selfishly for me because of Loïc. I know that Sarah’s happiness means so much to my husband, and I’m relie
