“Roxie! You ready?” I shouted, glancing down at my phone.
We weren’t having anything big for the wedding, obviously, since this was last minute, but I had friends at the courthouse who could marry us in fifteen minutes. And I wanted to make Roxie my wife tonight. I had waited all my life to have her, and I wouldn’t pass up this opportunity. She could change her mind by tomorrow.
friends Our bedroom door opened, and I stared at Roxie with wide eyes, my heart … racing.
“What happened to the white dress?” Chiara said when Roxie walked out of our bedroom, dressed in a black spaghetti-strapped sheer-mesh dress and a thick silver choker that sparkled under the living room light.
Roxie smiled at me. “I changed. White isn’t really my color.”
I grabbed her hand and twirled her around. “But bla
