It took a year of planning. Finally, Isabella had her dream wedding all planned out and booked. Now it was just getting back to Texas. She was a bit nervous at introducing her soon-to-be husband to her family. Although her parents tried to refrain from judging people before getting to know them, some of her other relatives weren't quite the same. Michael was excited to be walking his little girl down the aisle. Kay was happy that her daughter was so happy and couldn't wait to see the wedding and reception.
Since Gemma was driving her car down to Texas, Happy asked her if she minded his ma and aunt riding with her. The Queen said it would be no problem and she looked forward to having the company for the long drive. Clay was hesitant to leave their clubhouse for that amount of time but everyone wanted to see their brother get married. He warned them that this was a semi-formal wedding and that the usual biker vows wouldn't be included. It didn't surprise any in the least. She was too prim and proper for something like that.
The bikers were riding out three days before the wedding. They'd get there the evening before so they'd be rested up for the wedding the following day. Isabella and her parents had flown out several days prior to finalize the arrangements and to make sure the accommodations for the biker group were ready. Michael informed their family that his daughter was marrying a biker and that most would probably be wearing their leathers to the wedding and to not freak out. Her grandparents, on her mother's side, were appalled that she was marrying someone like Happy but she huffed and told them to get to know him like she had before making any judgements.
She had one cousin who began making snide comments and it upset Isabella so much it almost wound up in a fist fight between the two women. Kay always calmed her daughter down and reassured her that once the wedding was over, they'd be going back to Charming to live peaceably without the rest of their family. Since Happy already had a house and Isabella had her condo, her grandparents on her father's side paid for a two-week honeymoon in Jamaica. They were more curious about their soon to be in-law than appalled that he was a biker.
Most of her father's family seemed more interested in getting to know him than immediately judging him because he was a biker. That was one thing Isabella disliked most about her mother's side of the family. They were very judgmental. She hoped neither Happy nor his brothers and their 'ol ladies would get offended by anything her family said to or about them. She wasn't sure what the bikers would do. She was sure, however, that she probably wouldn't stop them if they were provoked. Her mother reassured her that her family would be quiet and polite to everyone. Isabella hoped her mother was right!
The morning of the wedding, Happy sent Isabella a good morning text. Reading it made her smile before she sent a reply. She leaned back on her pillows and took a few deep breaths. Today was the day she went from being Miss Isabella Baker to Mrs. Isabella Lowman. It sounded strange and wonderful all at the same time to her. As she was laying there, her mother came in and told her to get dressed so they could go get some breakfast before the day got too crazy. They ate breakfast at a little café near the hotel they were staying at so it wouldn't take long to get back. The hair and make-up specialists would be arriving in a few hours to get the wedding party prepared for the wedding.
Isabella wanted to get a shower in before they arrived. Her mother gave her some marital advice as they ate their breakfast hoping to help her daughter have a successful marriage like she had. Once they'd eaten and paid out, they made their way back to the hotel so Isabella could shower. The rest of the day became a blur as people dropped in to talk to her, giving advice, asking questions, and other things. Finally it came time for her to slip into her wedding dress and get her make-up and hair done. The stylist thought a nice twisty up-do with two strands of hair left down to frame her face would be a good look for her. The make-up artist matched her make-up to her dress and doing a glossy lip gloss for her lips.
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