"No." I groan.
"Oh yes." She purrs.
"The wedding is on Sunday I don't need a bachelorette party."
"But you're marrying Xavier King, you need to have one." She made a pretty good point.
"No. No bachelorette party I don't want one." I say a bit louder to make my point clear.
"Please?" She begs.
"No, when it's my real wedding I promise you can throw whatever party you want." We compromise.
"Ugh fine, you and your boring ass can sit at home." She rolls her eyes playfully.
A few days later
My heart was beating through my chest and my breathing was quick heavy.
"Are you ready for your bridal body wax?" the lady at the spa asked.
I exhaled "yes I am."
"I can't believe you're so nervous for a wax, Mel." Jasmine looked at me with amusement in her eyes.
I was about to say something but
