Chapter Six
WES
“Daddy…” Josie whines as I help her into another dress.
“Yes?” I lean back on my heels, looking at her.
“This one is tight.” She pulls at the neck of her dress. It’s really cute, but I guess that a high collar isn’t her thing.
“Okay. Let’s get you out of that one then.” I open the dress again, huffing as I stand up to pull it over her head.
Going dress shopping for bridesmaids’ dresses at eight months pregnant is not the best experience, especially in the middle of June during a heatwave.
Mia comes back into the dressing room I’m in with Josie.
“Daddy…” She’s also whining, and I turn to her.
“Yes?” I try to keep my voice sweet, to not take my own discomfort out on my little girls.
“I want the other dress.” She points at one I’ve got on a hook for Josie.
“I wish y
