Almost Everything

Chapter 23 - Eyes Wide Open

Brad wouldn't stop staring at me when I walk down to the living room where he was waiting. I feel like a princess in this gown, it is my favorite Elie Saab to date. It is a beautiful floor-length gown in a silver sheer color. The bottom is a tight flare with a satin underlayer, while the top of the gown is covered with thick crystal jewels. The only thing holding it to my body was two thin crystal straps.

"Are you sure we can't skip this wedding?" He smiles wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me to him.

I kiss his nose and smile. "No. We can't skip your agent's wedding, that would be rude."

"But it's just my agent. Fine, but when we get home, I'm having my way with you." He promises.

"Or you could have your way with me in the limo. I'm not wearing any panties." I tell him with a devilish grin and grab my clutch purse.

I open his front door and walk outside to our waiting limo. Brad greets the driver and asks for the privacy screen to be up. I think I see him hand the gentleman a couple of hundred dollar bills. When he gets in the car, I giggle at him. We don't even make it out of his driveway before he's attacking me.

The wedding is in Topanga, and that is forty-five minutes from Brad's house. The minute we step out of the limo, he is fixing me and making it look like we didn't spend the last forty minutes acting like teenagers. He grabs my hand and pulls me towards the open bar.

We are instantly fielding questions about our own wedding.

When is it going to happen?

Did we already run off and get hitched?

Was the wedding going to be soon?"

Brad looks down at me and smiles. "Aves hasn't set a date yet."

I blush and push him playfully. "I'm leaving for London soon to film and he's heading to Vancouver to film his superhero flick, we don't have time right now," I tell the tough crowd.

"Just run off and elope. You can always have a big wedding later." His friend, Brennan says waving around the very decorated space.

Pounding my drink, I go back for another one. I was going to need a lot of alcohol to get me through the night of questions I didn't want to answer. I was getting grilled daily from Brad; I didn't need it from a bunch of strangers.

I don't see the rush of setting a date because we are both busy with the next year. After London, I'm heading to Bora Bora for a mini vacation, and then the filming for the dreaded porn is scheduled to start in Vancouver.

Brad finds me when people start sitting for the ceremony, he laces our fingers together and starts playing with my engagement ring. "We could elope. After this, we could fly to Vegas and be married by the morning." He whispers into my ear and we sit down.

I pull away to look at him. "I'm not going to end up being a trashy Vegas story. Why do we have to rush it? We've only been engaged for six months."

"Six months that you haven't even started planning. Don't you girls start planning the moment you get the ring?" He smiles.

"Apparently not all of us," I say with an edge to my voice.

"Aves, I'm sorry." He apologizes quickly.

The ceremony is beautiful, both the bride and groom cry through their vows and Brad makes fun of them. I think it's touching and shows how much they love one another. During the fabulous dinner, the guys start talking about how much money is wasted on a wedding. The ceremony, the food, the dance, all of it a waste of money just to get your girl to have sex with you that night.