CHAPTER 15
“Remind me why we’re here,” Selene whined, frowning at the stuffily decorated salon. From every corner, a dizzying number of white and ivory gowns hung in clear garment bags. Selene could see racks of lace and ruffles everywhere, like meringue piled on top of a pie, but nothing that would suit her.
“Because you’re getting married in less than two months,” Aunt Karen said dryly. “Are you planning to go n***d?”
“I bet she’d go in a police uniform if she had one,” Maggie suggested, wrinkling her nose at Selene.
“Why can’t I just get a dress from the department store?” she suggested. “This place is so expensive, especially for a dress I’ll only wear once!”
Cherie rolled her eyes. “A discount bridal store is too expensive? Just imagine what would happen if you went to a true bou
