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Two weeks passed in a blink. Wes’s family joined us the previous week, and to everyone’s surprise, even Wes and Knox were getting along.
It was a late Wednesday morning, and everyone had just finished breakfast. All the girls, along with Sam and Tyson, were huddled around the large dining table, immersed in wedding planning.
Miranda, Sam’s wedding planner, was working tirelessly, adjusting the plans to Sam’s ever-changing whims. She was as unpredictable as the weather.
“Okay, so we have two wedding cakes-” Sam shuffled through the thin sheets of paper scattered across the table.
She stood up, examining them for what must have been the hundredth time.
“Two cakes? Sam, sweetheart, is that really necessary?” My mom’s shocked expression suggested she was surprised Tyson had agreed to this. But then again, he’s a guy, so two wedding cakes probably didn’t seem like such a bad idea.
“Mom, I want two different flavored cakes. One red velvet with a few tiers of vanilla cake and the other is pure chocolate with white chocolate buttercream icing,” Sam rattled off, as if she’d said this a million times. But this was the first we’d heard of it. Her light blonde hair-yes, she’s a blonde now-was sticking up in places, a testament to her stress and lack of sleep.
I glanced over at Tyson, who seemed completely mesmerized by his fianc?’s choice of, well, everything. He didn’t get much of a say in the wedding, but then again, most guys don’t.
His eyes met mine, and he smiled, a look of pure exhaustion on his face.
“Good luck marrying bridezilla over here with her two wedding cakes, Ty!” I joked, pointing to Sam, who didn’t hear a word I said. He let out a small chuckle, leaning back in his chair.
Knox and Kyle patted him on the back, wishing him luck. They’d booked a fancy hotel here in Savannah for the reception, with a grand church hosting the wedding.
The wedding was only a month away, and Sam was so stressed she was losing weight. Every bride’s dream, right? Every day she prayed the dress would fit her, so alterations were made frequently to ensure it did.
A slew of football players and celebrities would be attending the wedding. All that was left for us to do was try on the bridesmaids’ dresses to make sure they fit perfectly and decide on hair and makeup for the day.
The boys’ tuxedos were sorted, the fittings done, so they had no worries-except for Kyle, whose chest measurements were off. He’d been hitting the gym a lot more lately, so he’d bulked up a bit.
“So, I just need all the bridesmaids to meet here at ten tomorrow morning” Miranda announced.
“That is what A.M. means, right?” I asked sarcastically, not looking up from the sheet I was pretending to read. A pen hit my head, and I looked up to see Sam glaring at me. I just smiled.
“What?” I asked innocently, as if I’d done nothing wrong. I was bored, alright? We’d been at this all morning.
I had my feet up on the table, leaning back on my chair, swinging back and forth, with the occasional heart attack when I leaned back too far.
People started to laugh quietly, careful not to draw Sam’s wrath. I, on the other hand, had had enough and needed to entertain myself.
I tossed the sheet down on the table, where it slid slightly before being stopped by a larger pile of sheets. I looked up to see Andy sitting across the table, her wide eyes silently asking when this was going to end.
I made a gun shape with my fingers and put it to my head, pretending to pull the trigger and die.
We laughed at each other, and I got scolded by Sam, yet again. “Alex! Stop and focus for one second!”
“What? It’s not my wedding! And I’ve memorized all of these damn sheets for you! I could tell you who’s coming, who’s not, where they’re sitting, etcetera. Relax, Sam, it’s all going to be fine.”
I tried to calm my stressed-out sister, but it didn’t really help. She was making everyone lose their minds along with her.
The doorbell rang, and Sam ran to see who it was. She’d been on edge all week, and I was about ready to strangle her.
After greeting the person at the door, she shouted, “Alex! There’s someone… cute to see you!”
My ears perked up at that, and I set all four legs of my chair on the ground. I exchanged a look with my brother. Kyle and Knox sat up straight, their brows furrowed.
I was just as confused as they were. I didn’t know anyone who was coming here.
“Thompson! Get that sexy butt of yours in here and give me a hug!” Ben? I looked at Andy, who was smirking.
“Ben?!” I exclaimed, dropping my legs to the cold tile floor. I ran over to the kitchen door and flung it open.
There he was, standing with a sports bag slung over his shoulder, wearing a lime green t-shirt, navy shorts, and sunglasses-just like when I first met him.
His blonde hair was tousled from his secret trip here. I ran at him, and he dropped his bag, readying himself for the hug I was about to give him.
He squatted down slightly, rubbing his hands together with a smile playing on his lips. I screamed “Ben!” one more time and launched myself at him, with Andy running behind me doing the same.
He caught both of us with ease, one in each arm, and I wrapped my legs around his waist for support.
“There’s my two beautiful bitches!” he chuckled, causing us all to laugh.
“What are you doing here? Why didn’t you message me!” I pulled back, my legs still wrapped around his waist. I kissed him on the cheek, and he returned the favor.
“I wanted to surprise you, sweet cheeks. Surprise!”
“But how did you know where I lived?”
“Andy gave me your address. I was praying it was the right one the whole way here! It would’ve been embarrassing if it wasn’t,” he hoists us up a little.
“Andy! Alex! Get down! Now!” Kyle strides down the hallway, chest puffed out, fists balled up. Glancing behind him, I see Knox and the others emerging too. Knox looks pissed.
“Kyle, relax! He’s a good friend of ours, no need to go all macho on us. So glad you came, Ben! We missed you,” Andy hugs him tighter. He’s always been like a big brother to both of us.
“Aww, I miss you both too.” We start to climb down off him, but I stay tight to his side. I did miss him. I missed our talks and I missed having someone to surf with. I’m so happy he’s here.
“Who are you?” Knox clenches his jaw so tight it might lock into place.
“Oh, let me introduce you to everyone! Everyone, this is Ben. That’s my sister Sam, the one who’s marrying Tyson over there-“
“Yeah, so hands off, bro-” Tyson jokes, trying to give Ben a serious look but ruins it with a smile when he looks at Sam.
“That’s my brother Kyle a.k.a Andy’s ‘Man’-“
“Damn right, also hands off!” Kyle’s once stern expression softens when Ben shoots his hands up in surrender in a playful manner.
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