I shrug. “I’m torn between something small and intimate or something crazy and extravagant. You know me, there’s no middle ground.”
“What do you think Charlie would like?” Sienna asks.
“Probably to get married at the ranch.” My eyes widen. “That would look so gorgeous, but his parents are literal billionaires, so I don’t know if they would want some fancy black-tie gala to invite their friends to. Isn’t that what happens at rich people’s weddings?”
“It would be your wedding, D, you do whatever the hell you want,” Sienna tells me.
“Look, it’s probably a long way away from happening. Let me live in the same city as my man before I start even thinking about weddings.” I smile. “Now that people know you’re having baby number three, are you still thinking about moving to Byron Bay?”
“Evan is keen, but I don’t want to be away from you and the girls. I would have to start all over again, meeting people, and I suck at that. Making friends as an adult is hard, and mum friends too, they are the hardest. Ryder will be getting ready forkindy soon, and once school starts. I have no idea. Evan’s still super keen on setting up an office for Dirty Texas Records in Australia, so who knows.”
“Evan seems more Aussie than you,” I tease.
“I know, right? He loves it, but it seems like Oscar does too. I love our life in LA, which I know is a bubble, but I also love coming back home. Do you miss Australia?” she asks.
“Being back, yeah, I do. But my heart is in America.”
“Same,” Sienna agrees.
“We can worry about all that another day. Stacey is getting married.”
Yvette, our friend and wedding dress designer, is helping Stacey get dressed, and we are all waiting patiently for the grand reveal. She’s dressed in this gorgeous, deep emerald velvet dress, with a deep V-neckline and mermaid tail. When I heard she was going for a green wedding dress, I thought she had lost her mind, but it truly is so Stacey. She’s always out of the box and going against the grain. Everyone in the wedding party is in various shades of jewel tones, and seeing the vision all together now it’s stunning.
“You look like a princess.” Becca sighs.
“So do you.” Stacey smiles at her nieces wearing gorgeous navy dresses with gold stars falling from top to bottom.
“You look beautiful.” Amelia smiles, looking older than her fifteen years in a stunning deep berry evening dress, her light brown hair in a messy braid with a berry-colored native floral crown. The boys are going to go crazy for her when she gets to LA.
“Amelia, you look so grown up.” Stacey gasps, staring at her, tears marring the edges of her eyes. She gives herself a shakeand looks over to the girls, Sienna, Vanessa, Isla, and Olivia—all dressed like Amelia. I don’t look too shabby in the suit version of the girls’ dresses.
“Oh, my goodness, look at them,” Stacey shrieks, noticing the little flower girls for the first time. Sadie and Ruby are dressed in their navy ballerina-style dresses. The small amount of hair that they have is pulled up into a tiny, little pigtail.
“I think this calls for champagne,” I say, feeling the nerves in the room as I disappear out of it. “A bottle of champagne, please,” I ask Camryn, who is in the kitchen.
“Coming right up,” she says.
“Cam, you did such an amazing job at such short notice,” I tell her.
“It’s my job. It’s why I’m the best.” She smiles, popping the bottle. That’s what I love about Camryn, her confidence.
“I’m hiring you when the time comes for my wedding.”
“Done. Please tell me you’re going to marry that tall drink of water that’s your date,” she asks.
“Here’s hoping.” I smile at her.
“He is such a gorgeous human inside and out. He’s marrying you, I can see it in his eyes. I’ve met many partners in my world, and that man is locked in.”
“I’ve never felt this way before,” I confess to her.
“I get it. Never thought I’d be married to an owner of a sex club, but here I am.” She smirks.
“You’re a lucky woman waking up to that man every day.”
“I know.” She smirks.
“Bitch.”
