Page 330 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 8
Penny laughed too.
I eyed Penny and Scarlett warily. I was happy they were here. But I was a little worried that having two gingers in my bridal party was going to make me look like a ginger supremacist...
No. I took a deep breath. I was over my incidents. And I wanted Penny and Scarlett here.But maybe Penny should be at the end just in case...
We all sat down to get our makeup done.
“I can’t believe you’re finally getting hitched,” said Chastity.
I laughed. “Me? I’ve been hitched. Fake engaged. And now I’m getting married again. You’re the one we need to get hitched.”
She laughed. “I meant to Tanner. And you know I can’t settle down with just one guy. It’s...just one guy. It’s not enough penises.”
I shook my head. One guy was plenty for me. As long as it was Tanner.
“I love weddings,” said Bee. “And I’m so excited to finally let loose a bit.” She took a sip of her mimosa and smiled. “My first drink since the baby. Tonight is going to be so much fun.”
“Here’s to that.” I tapped my mimosa against hers.
It was so strange. I still barely knew Daphne, Brooklyn, Bee, and Penny. But they felt like family. I smiled at Rosalie. One big happy family.
Justin burst into the room, pushing a rack of bridesmaid dresses. He downed a cup of coffee and threw it toward the trashcan but missed terribly. “Coffee!” he yelled. “I need coffee!” He snapped his fingers and a waiter appeared with a replacement cup. He downed that too and ordered another.
Did he really need more coffee though? Because he already seemed way hyped up...
“This is impossible,” he groaned. “This timeframe was insane!” He looked at me. “But I’m loving the unlimited budget.” He flicked his wrist at me. “Now...where were we? Yes! Time to get dressed.”
No one moved.
“Now!” he yelled.
All of us hurried out of our chairs.
The bridesmaids all took their robes off. They were all wearing similar lingerie to mine.
Justin whistled. “I’m gay, but even I can tell that your men are gonna be happy tonight.” And then he made a motion with his face like he was motorboating the air. Presumably representing our milk pillows.
I laughed.
The girls all helped each other into their dresses. They were gorgeous dresses, but kinda slutty. Chastity for sure had picked them out.
I walked over, taking turns honking each of their boobs twice.
“What are you doing?” Daphne said with a laugh. “You’re as bad as Justin.”
“What? I’m just complementing your outfit.”
Penny laughed. “You could just say nice dress maybe?”
I turned to Chastity.
“Married girls,” she said with a shrug.
Oh.Had they never followed the Single Girl Rules? The lucky bitches.
I honked Chastity’s boobs and she smiled graciously for the compliment.
“We’re still not even for that horrible dress you made me wear to your first wedding, though,” she said.
