“Also itchy,” I grumbled. “I don’t want to be scratching my butt in front of everyone while Hudson pretends I’m the most desirable woman in the world.”
“You could be naked, rolling in mud, and you’d still be the most attractive woman in the world to him,” Dayna said.
Dave strode into my office and lifted a brow at my lace-clad body. “I’m not aware of my best friend having a mud-wrestling fantasy, but I can check.”
“No mud,” I said.
“But the wrestling is on the table,” Rebecca added with a wink.
I swiped a hand down my face. “Please tell me there’s a looming war of the worlds that requires my immediate attention.”
Dave’s eyes lit up, and I realized my idiotic statement would stoke the fire of the conspiracy he and Hudson believed.
“No to the little green men,” Rebecca declared. “They won’t go with the aesthetic.”
Yes, that was the sole reason for uninviting the aliens. They clashed with the color scheme.
“Common misconception that aliens are green,” Dave said, folding his arms. His lips twitched as I shuffled toward my lab in tiny steps. I needed out of this monstrosity and into my jeans and shirt. “They are, in fact, gray.”
“Gray could work, depending on the base,” Dayna said. “A warm gray to match the earth tones rather than a cool one.”
I would bury everyone under the earth before the wedding at this rate. Then we’d all be coordinatedanddead. The wedding of the century for sure.
Rebecca chuckled from behind me. “What?” I snapped.
“You’re muttering to yourself about killing everyone to avoid the wedding.”
“I was not.”
“Was so.”
“I hate the lace.”
She snorted. “Really? I couldn’t tell.”
“I don’t have time to go dress shopping,” I said with a sigh. Everything was going wrong.
“Don’t worry, after seeing you in this, I’ve got some ideas about what to put you in. I vetoed the lace, but Dayna was insistent we try it.”
And when my aunt got insistent, the best thing to do was to give in—if only to prove her wrong.
“We’ll be waiting for you once you’re decent,” Dave shouted.
My shoulders stiffened as Rebecca unzipped the dress and stripped me out of it. Time to reclaim my past and write my future.
“Are you sure about this?” Liz checked for the sixth time in five minutes. I glanced around my top-floor apartment, checking that the crystals and candles were in position.
Dave, Sebastian, Rebecca, Hudson, Liz, and Dayna stood in a loose circle surrounding me, while Harry hovered close by with a frown etched on his face.
I nodded. “I am.”
Sebastian straightened his tie. “I have a bad feeling about this.”
“Is that why you are wearing your lucky tie? Are you utilizing formalwear to help prevent supernatural shenanigans?”
He grinned, all teeth. “No, I have a lunch meeting with my mother after this.” He narrows his eyes and tilts his head. “I feel strangely picked on. How come you aren’t pointing out Rebecca’s pink dress and heels?”
I rolled my eyes. “She’s always in a dress and heels. I think she sleeps in them.” Vampires could always be depended upon to observe dress etiquette even when the world was ending.
