"Hey, Leelee," croaked Kirsten, stumbling out of the room that had been Andy"s, her blonde hair tangled in a spectacular bedhead. "You ready to get those boys hitched?"
Stretching, Lea smiled. Her boys were getting married. "Yup. Let"s go do it."
When they arrived at City Hall and took the elevator all of the way up to the roof, where the ceremony would be taking place, Lea was shocked at the crowd that had already assembled.
Kirsten chuckled at her friend"s gasp. "Yeah. No one wanted to miss it." Then she gave a small sigh. "Well, almost no one."
Lea had expected just the two grooms, herself and Kirsten as witnesses, and Sean"s mom — oh, and Lea"s parents, who were waving to her from the crowd assembled around the flower-bedecked arbor at the far end of the beautiful roof-top garden.
