The Something about Her by Rachel Higginson

Author:Rachel Higginson [Higginson, Rachel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Reckless Siren Publishing
Published: 2019-02-26T05:00:00+00:00

Fourteen

Despite my pep talk and firm resolve, I still had to walk down the aisle with Vann. If I thought it was going to be awkward before our little bathroom chat, I had no idea what was in store for me after.

In hindsight, I probably should have ditched the whole affair completely.

Was there such thing as a runaway bridesmaid?

I could be the first. I liked to blaze my own trail.

But instead of following that instinct, I’d gotten into line next to Vann and slipped my arm through his. He hadn’t held me especially close, but he hadn’t stood cumbersomely away either. I could feel the warmth of his body and the smooth tux fabric that did silly things to my head. And my resolve.

I caught another whiff of him—he smelled so amazing. And considering he likely didn’t use an arsenal of skin care products and army of makeup magicians to freshen his face, he managed to look the opposite of hungover.

God, he was a good-looking man.

Congrats to those Delane kids. They had good genes.

We were first up, having places on the outside of the bridal train. I liked to think of myself as closer to Vera than Kaya, but it also made sense for Kaya to walk down the aisle with her boyfriend and for the only two single people in the bridal party to walk next to each other.

Killian sat Jo in place of his mother, and I tried not to sniffle. It was easier to ignore Vann when I realized I would have to fight all my emotions to survive this wedding without sobbing uncontrollably.

Vann leaned in while I pretended to scratch the corner of my eye and ignored the wetness my fingertip came away with. “You ready for this?”

“We have the easy job,” I whispered back.

He turned his head, pulling my attention toward him. His eyes drifted over my formal attire. “No, you just make it look easy.” He leaned in, his lips brushing my earlobe. “You’re too beautiful, Dillon. I’m finding it hard to look directly at you.”

Before I could reply, the bluegrass quartet began the prelude music, and he was pulling me down the aisle. I struggled for a few seconds as his words seemed to trip up my feet and make me forget how to do simple things like walk… and breathe… and blink. But I recovered quickly.

We walked passed packed rows of people, all watching expectantly for the blushing bride. I probably knew a lot of people here, but they were all a blur as the beauty of the moment consumed me. Starting at my feet, fizzing up my legs and through my chest, reaching my fingertips and the very top of my head.

White and pink peonies interspersed with the prettiest greenery was draped from the ceiling and along the walls and decorated the aisle chairs in elegant wreaths. There was a wrought iron arch at the end of the aisle, backdropped by the open patio and the late afternoon sun and the hum of Durham just beyond.

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