Page 41 of Adore Me
Anne laughed from the bathroom and stepped out in her corset and underwear. "You honestly think I wouldn't get you a photographer? You are insane. Why else do you think Caridee would come to Mexico?"
"There! You are all done! Don't look at the mirror though. Let's get you into your sexy clothes."
I was wearing a silk bathrobe that went mid-thigh and a tank underneath. In came my corset and matching white panties and then on they went. The corset is very snug and pushedthe girlsup very high. Hell, if I tried, I may be able to rest my head on my cleavage.
"I feel like a sausage! Where is my dress?" I screamed from the room and Anne came out with it.
The dress was an off white, strapless, and knee-high satin dress. I scanned it and noticed that the top was a heart shaped and plunged low. Anne turned it around so I could see the back. The back had a light plunge and it laced up in the back. There is a slit in the back that stopped mid-thigh.
"This dress is gorgeous! Is it Oscar de la Renta?" He is my favorite bridal designer and Anne knew that. I fell in love with his designs a few years ago and never looked back. His clothes and dresses are timeless and that is what I love. Timeless and classical.
"Of course! Come on, let’s get you married!" Anne and Caridee helped me into the dress.
I finally got a chance to look at myself. The necklace, earrings, and bracelet that Vincent gave me were on. As I spun in the mirror, I felt gorgeous. The dress fit like a glove and my veil appeared. A small bird cage that came up to my cheeks. Caridee put the veil on and Anne slipped on my shoes.
"Savannah, you look amazing! Simply amazing."
"Thank you, Caridee. Thank you so much for coming," I hugged her tight and I felt the back of the lace in my dress tighten. "Thank you, really, to the both of you!"
"Everyone decent?" Ronnie walked into the room and stopped as he seen Anne. "Sweetheart, you look great."
As they hugged, I coughed. "Hello! I am the bride!" Damn, people pay attention to me.
"Stunning. Moretti is a lucky man. He is all nervous and at the bar. Poorcafone."
"What are you doing in here?" Anne asked as Caridee left to go to the bathroom to change, I assume.
"To let you know that it is time! Come on!"
Chapter 34
People stopped me as we walked through the hotel to get to the beach. Everyone told me that I looked beautiful and I thanked them. I really wanted to see Vincent.
The yacht was about a half mile offshore. We took a speed boat out to get to it and the speed boa had rose petals all over it. Ronnie left to go with my future husband. Husband. Wow. Husband. In a matter of thirty minutes, he will be my husband and I will be his wife. I will be a wife... again. However, this time will be different. We are in love.
The speed boat stopped in front of a beautiful yacht. I looked up at it as the sun was setting. There were lights that dangled all over the railings and soft jazz music played. The yacht is beautifully white with just enough color to make it stand out. The dangle lights offset the white and make it seem magical.
"Ms., may I help you up?" A man stood at the top of the ladder and helped Anne and Caridee up the boat with her camera. Caridee is a woman of many talents since she can do hair and takes pictures (which I didn't know until earlier).
The man stuck his hand down to me and I grabbed it. Walking up a ladder in high heels is not fun. However, since I was wearing white, I went with hot pink stilettos. Anne knows me too well!
"MS, are you ready?" The man asked me as I stood up on the hatch and took it all in. Candles flickered, and the air from the ocean felt amazing on the yacht. They did such a great job. I feel like a princess on here and I love the feeling of being cherished.
The yacht was stunning, and so romantic with new surprises everywhere. I felt like royalty as I walked up the aisle to get to the ceremony. Music played louder as we approached, and Vincent had his back to me.
I drank him in. He is wearing khaki shorts and a silk shirt. There is no doubt about it, this man is utterly the hottest man ever. He didn't turn to face me as I walked up the white aisle runner. There were pink and white rose petals that were scattered over the yacht; a touch I know came from Vincent.
By the time I got to the head part of the yacht, I sighed as I smelled him. His cologne hit me in the face and was delicious. My nerves dissipated as his scent traveled through my nose. Just being near him and feeling his body heat is enough to make me calm.
The officiant smiled and tapped Vincent on the arm as I got to the end.
There were tears in his eyes as I stuck my hand out for him to grab it. I looked at him and smiled. With my other hand, I lightly brushed off his tears and kissed my fingers that were just touching him as I pulled away. Anne stood behind me and Ronnie did the same on the other side.
It is just the four of us. Something that came about after we realized that not everyone is able to leave the country. Supposedly, some of them are undocumented but I think it is just a security thing. We couldn't bring Vincent's family because Isadora doesn't have a passport, but they plan on coming to see us after we get back.
"Let's begin, shall we," the officiant said in perfect English. "I believe that you guys have your own vows, let's begin."
Vincent laced his fingers into mine on both hands and squeezed. He hasn't even started his vows and I already feel my tears of happiness welling.
