Pam's Wedding

Romanda

My party planner and I did a walkthrough of my re-designed great room that led out to my pool and boxwood terrace. Victor and Pam's guest would come thru my grand foyer, that had marble floors, cherry wood stairs, and gold finishes. The decorator and I decided on white flowers, greenery, with hints of copper. He decided to use real peaches throughout the party areas. They were a gorgeous accent color and provided a sweet scent. The bartender I hired also worked magic with peaches. All cocktails were going to be peach infused. Guest would take a picture at the bottom of the staircase where they would flow into the romantic red velvet re-designed great room. I had the walls temporarily covered with these beautiful red velvet drapes. We also had red velvet furniture, with the tables and food stations covered in the same beautiful red velvet. We used peony and cream-colored roses to accent and compliment the space. We had antique silver candelabra with a variety of candles that had diverse scents, that range from: Peach, Cherry Blossom, complimented by fresh red apples. Other flowers were lilacs, lilies and Jasmine. Candles with him mind included: Tamarind, White Wood, and musk. It made the room smell divine.

I stopped and stared at my 5X platinum plaque that I proudly hung above my fireplace that was at the center of the room. It wasn't unbelievable for me and it was not my life's plan, but I was proud of it.

"You left it hanging?" I asked the planner.

"Absolutely, you're the hostess, why not leave just one?" He said staring with a smile. We had removed all of them and replaced them with pictures of Victor and Pam. Now that shit was unbelievable pictures of that nigga hanging in my house, something I would have never thought of in a million years.

"Makes perfect sense, but I don't want any attention on me. Tonight is all about the couple. Everyone knows me and what I do. Take it down." I said heading out of the room, to see the pool area. I built a clear dance over the pool, and added floating candles and flowers to my waterfall. I had my tour DJ here and my new opening act was coming to perform tonight. My babysitter Shane, had her husband Dante write a check for a firework display.

Once the planner removed my plaque and replaced it with a large portrait of the couple the guest began to arrive. Pam and Victor had yet to see what I had done for them. But I greeted guests in my foyer and even took pictures. I was on point with jokes and compliments. I was hosting the shit out of the party. A who's who turned out for me.

"Where's the lucky groom?" The third businessman asked. I was told he had arrived and was still dressing. Him and Pam were probably fucking, but a real lady would never say that.

"The couple's on their way, calm down, you will be able to demand something of him soon enough, but be sure to compliment the future bride and congratulate them." I said jokingly but also moving him down the figurative receiving line.

The next group of guest were Victor's groomsmen. Antonio Terry the best man. He was a beautiful black and Korean brother. He was very down to earth and funny. But I've dated a close friend of Victor's, almost married him, and left his cheating ass at the altar. But not Antonio. Antonio was solo tonight and smelled great. He hugged me closely and moaned in my ear. His young ass needed to stop playing with me, before I ruin his life. This pussy brokered hundred million dollar drug deals, got a fool to buy my masters, and get me a top spot on day time television with very little experience. Antonio was 25. His Korean mother, who I knew from the 80s had a baby with this wild ass pilot we knew. The pilots name was Christian. Christian's father was a black billionaire and the Terry family had been rich since reconstruction. Christian had another son by two other women that would be at this party tonight. They all bore Terry last name proudly.

"You look gorgeous tonight? You are wearing the hell out of that dress." he said kissing my hand. I showed no reaction to this fine ass man flirting with me.