Zoe North by Joanne Rawson

Author:Joanne Rawson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: friendship, dancing, wedding, bride, honeymoon, salsa, ultimatum, zoe, head over heels, spicy story of love
Publisher: Melange Books, LLC

Way to go, pound, shilling and pence, she may be a snob but she is a tight one. I can see her eyes lighting up already.

“Not to mention people will talk about this day for weeks, months, years later, saying ‘remember Vanessa North? She pulled out all stops for her daughter’s wedding. The best I have ever been to, it was almost royal.” And we have hit the jackpot, mum’s constant obsession of always being one-step ahead of the ‘Jones’s.

“Well, now you put it like that, Luke, it sounds wonderful. I certainly don’t know of any wedding that I have been to that is so unique. Weddings can be so very much the same and boring can’t they?”

How did I ever think I could do this without him?

Luke came to every dress fitting. He found the most enchanting vintage wedding invitations that had my mother almost wetting her pants in glee. He arranged for the baker to make a selection of small wedding cakes for us to try, and the caterers to give the five of us a sample meal. Our wedding day was going to be so special.

* * * *

It was, thanks to Luke, David and Samantha, (who incidentally R.S.V.P declined the invitation), I was having my fairy tale wedding. It had even started to snow when I walked down the pathway to the church, it was all so perfect; and now here I was just at the point to take my vows.

“The vows you are about to take are to be made in the presence of God, who is judge of all and knows all the secrets of our hearts; therefore if either of you knows a reason why you may not lawfully marry, you must declare it now.”

Okay, so perhaps things are not perfect. I could feel beads of perspiration form on my forehead, the colour drain from my rosy cheeks. I felt nauseous and my hands began to shake, followed by my knees. I wanted to look at Dale, but I was too scared he would see in my face the secret I had been hiding. That was why I never lied, or was deceitful; I could never hide it. The words, ‘God who is judge of all and knows all the secrets of your heart,’ kept playing over, and over in my mind, like a stuck record, with the night of my Hen party flashing before my eyes.

* * * *

That night, all the girls from the salon, plus my personal friends, had all insisted Luke tag along. They all thought he looked like Mel Gibson from the Lethal Weapon years, hence his nickname, Lethal Luke. I suppose I could never see it myself. I had never felt sexually attracted to him; after all, he was and always would be the bestest friend I had in the world.

Luke and I arrived home in the early hours of the morning, a little worse for the wear, collapsing onto the couch.

“So, how does it feel, your

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