Chapter one hundred and ninety four:

“Becca?” Zac called. He was standing in front of the full length mirror in the front room of the pool house.

Becky had been occupying the only bathroom for nearly an hour, doing whatever it was she needed to get ready for the rehearsal dinner.

Zac fidgeted with his tie again.

When Becky didn’t answer, he strode through the bedroom and knocked at the bathroom door. It was opened slightly, but he didn’t want to barge in.

“It’s okay, you can come in.” Becky replied, glancing at him through the mirror.

“Not that I want to rush you, but we’re dangerously close to being late if we don’t leave in the next…” He glanced at his watch, “Five minutes ago.”

Becky smiled, closing her mascara and twisting it closed. “I’m ready.” She picked up her clutch and stepped towards the door, but Zac remained in place with a silly smile on his lips.

“What?” Becky asked, feeling a slight blush in her cheeks.

“You look pretty.”

Becky laughed. “Really?”

“You always look pretty to me… I just think you look… extra pretty right now.”

Becky smiled and stood on her toes, kissing his cheek.

She laughed. “Oh no,” She tried to wipe the lipstick from his skin. “Here.”

She ran some water over a Kleenex and dabbed his cheek. “Sorry.”

“Nah, it was definitely worth it.” He grinned.

Becky smiled and took the arm he offered her.

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Jenna managed to escape from the rehearsal dinner and snuck into a back hallway to catch her breath.

Her feet were killing her and the dress Christy had chosen for her suddenly felt about two sizes too small. Jen had been dieting for weeks, but the dress seemed to be getting tighter and tighter.

“Jen! There you are!” Christy appeared suddenly and was standing next to her in just a few quick strides.

“What’s wrong?” Christy asked, a flash of concern crossed her face.

“This dress, I think it’s cutting off my air.”

“Honey,” Christy placed a hand on her shoulder. “It’s just nerves. I’ve taken that dress in three times and it’s still loose on you.” Christy illustrated her point by pulling at a good two inches of extra fabric at Jen’s waist. “Just take a few minutes to relax and I’ll make sure you get some hot tea brought to your table.”

“Thanks,” Jen relaxed, her breathing considerably easier.

“I need you to do something for me. It can be your first act for me as a bridesmaid.”

“I thought trying on dresses was-“

“Alright, alright.” Christy held up her hands, “But it’s extremely important.”

Christy whispered the task in Jen’s ear, and finished by saying. “It’s very important that you don’t tell anyone. Especially Ike.”

“But Luke is driving me to the wedding tomorrow, how am I supposed to-“

“Please, you have to.” Christy tugged her arm. “Please?”

Jen sighed heavily. “Okay, I’ll do it. But if Luke or anyone else catches me, I’m not going to lie.”

“That’s fine. As long as Isaac doesn’t find out. Not yet anyway.”

Jen nodded. “Okay, I’ll take care of it.”

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