After they were both finished, Melanie lay in the bed with Cameron’s head on her stomach. She played with her hair as they both fought sleep for whatever reason.
“Cam?”
“Hmm?”
“Did you ever think this time last year that this is where we’d be now?”
Rolling over, Cameron propped herself up on her elbow as she looked down at Melanie. “Only in our dreams.”
“Thank god those dreams have become a reality.”
“Amen to that.” As Cameron leaned down, she kissed Melanie again. Melanie wrapped her arms around her neck as their legs intertwined once more as they celebrated all the happy events of the day again.
Chapter 33
Cameron
Marriage was never something Cameron had expected to happen to her. She’d been contently single for almost fifty years so she’d assumed she’d spend the rest of her life that way. But everything changed when she and Melanie started dating. Suddenly Cameron was thinking of wedding dresses and writing vows for their summer wedding. They’d planned a ceremony at Lake Monroe for later in the day and Cameron could barely contain her excitement.
Having never planned a wedding before, Cameron had no idea what to expect. But the process has gone so smoothly as she and Melanie agreed on almost everything about the ceremony. Location, food, and guests were all easy to sort out. The wedding cake, however, had been an hours long debate at Carlson’s Bakery until Monica Carlson finally told them to do each tier of the three-tiered cake with a different flavor so they didn’t have to pick. It was a solid idea and Cameron couldn’t wait to try the cake later.
Their reception was going to be at the country club’s clubhouse. The venue had a dance floor and a dining area big enough for all their guests. Cameron wondered how theoncology and labor and delivery departments were handling being short staffed, but at least it was a Saturday afternoon. Hopefully the hospital would still be able to manage.
“Did Vera mention if L and D was going to be short staffed today?” Cameron asked Isla as she stood behind her, fixing Cameron’s hair. “I’ve been worried about it.”
“Don’t.” Isla glared at her in the mirror. “That department is fine, and this is your wedding day so for the love of God don’t think about work today. Just enjoy the fact that in a few hours you’ll be married to Melanie.”
“Do you think she’s as nervous as I am?”
“Probably,” Isla laughed. “I would be too if I was up until two a.m. drinking and singing ABBA songs at the bar the night before my wedding. Youdohave your vows written down, don’t you?”
“Ha ha. Very funny.” Cameron stuck her tongue out at Isla. “But yes. I have them written down.”
“Good girl.”
Cameron thought back to the night before. They’d wanted to have their closest friends over for a bachelorette type event, but didn’t want to have it at their house. Isla had offered the bar, closing it early at ten p.m. so they could have the rest of the night to party. And party they did. It had taken four Tylenol and a pot of coffee for Cameron to finally start to feel like herself.
“Sometimes I forget I’m not twenty anymore.”
Isla chuckled as she curled a strand of Cameron’s hair. “I hear that. I’m honestly surprised any of us are standing upright.”
“Just remember to keep me from falling during the ceremony.”
“No promises.”
“Gee, thanks.”
“I do, however, promise not to lose the ring.”
“Thank you.”
Since they’d tried to keep the wedding small, Cameron and Melanie only had Isla and Vera as their matrons of honor. Jonah and Dylan would stand alongside them as well, but that was it. They’d also tried to keep the guest list small, which had quickly snowballed into a bigger event than they had planned. But in the end, Cameron knew it would be more than worth it to be surrounded by all their friends and family for their special day.
Wilma Dean had flown in from Tennessee to walk Cameron down the aisle. It was something Cameron never thought she’d get to experience but the mere thought of having her mom walk her down the aisle meant more to Cameron than she could express. She and Dylan had gone out for a manicure and pedicure date at the nail salon before they headed over to the Mackenzies to join them. They were currently getting ready down the hall.
Over in the garage apartment, Vera and Mason were helping Melanie get ready. Cameron couldn’t wait to see her in her wedding attire. All she knew was Melanie didn’t pick out a dress. The suspense was killing Cameron.
Cameron had picked out a simple form-fitting satin wedding dress with a deep neckline she knew her mother would comment on. The dress had a large slit in the side almost up to her hip, making her undergarment decisions for the day rather interesting.