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“It’syourwedding too.” Riley pointed at me.
“And he’s footing the bill, so he gets a say.”
“At least offer it,” Riley said. “Maybe he’ll surprise you.”
“I’ll try.”
“Report back what he says,” Lily added. “Sebastian says he’s a good guy, but the jury is still out for me.”
“I want to hear it too,” Riley said. “I never get to know anything about your life.”
“It’s because I read and watchotherpeople. Their lives are more fun.”
Riley hummed. “I can understand that logic. It’s still wrong, though.”
I opened my mouth to answer but Lily pointed out that there were people behind us. We quickly placed our order and paid so we could get out of their way, promising to tell Riley more later.
After we had coffee in hand, Lily drove me to the same place where she got her second wedding dress. It was a local business in a nearby town, and when I walked in, I saw so many dresses that my eyes popped out of their sockets.
“It’s a lot,” she said with a sheepish smile, “but all you have to do is tell the stylist what you like and she’ll do the work.”
A smiling woman greeted us and whisked me away to the dresses. She faltered when I told her that I would need my dress immediately, but she said they had some dresses in the back that they could sell same day and have altered to fit me.
But when we went to the back, I realized they weren’t selling nearly as many as they had on the floor. My heart sank as I looked at them.
“Well, you were overwhelmed,” Lily said, giving me a crooked smile. “Some of these are still pretty, though.”
“They’re so basic,” I said with a sigh.
“None of these speak to you?”
“I shouldn’t worry about what speaks to me,” I muttered. “I should try on whatever looks like it will fit the best.”
“I’m gonna repeat Riley’s advice and say get what you like, not what’s easiest.”
I bit my lip and considered the dresses.
“I want something that matches my ring,” I told her. “Something lacy and floral.”
“Okay.”
“And something that just screamsme.”
“Do you see anything like that here?”
“Not really.”
Lily hummed. “Then let’s find something that suits you somewhere else.”
“We don’t have to make this a big deal.”
“We absolutely do. I know how awful it is to be in a wedding dress you hate, even if it’s a fake one. I don’t care what this is for. You’re finding something that suits you. I have all day and am hopped-up on caffeine.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes.Now, let’s hunt down the dress of your dreams. I have some ideas, but they might be a little out there.”
“That’s my favorite kind of idea.”