Forward

"Our parents and friends are going to kill us," Olivia laughed as they waited for their turn at the Clark County courthouse. They were applying for a marriage license and planning on getting married that night before they returned to Baltimore. They had picked out rings to exchange for the time being but Spencer had already scheduled an appointment with a jeweler when they were back home. He wanted Olivia to have the ring she truly wanted, even though she tried to argue against him purchasing some insane piece of jewelry.

"They will. I know my mom will have a fit because her baby went off and got married without telling her," Spencer flinched, thinking of Grace James and that infamous glare she gave him when he did wrong.

"Good thing we're in Baltimore then. My mom is going to cry. We didn't even go wedding dress shopping," Olivia added, tucking her arm through Spencer's and resting her head on his shoulder. She really was about to marry her best friend.

"We don't have to do this right now. We can wait and have a big wedding in LA," he offered, assuming Olivia would want to celebrate their love with family and friends. That was every woman's dream, right?

"No, I want to do this now. We can have a big celebration after the Super Bowl. I'd rather not deal with the stress of planning a wedding anyway. I want this right now. With you," she stressed, squeezing his arm. "Never been so sure. We've waited long enough, right?"

Anyone would call them crazy for running off to get married after only a few months together officially. But, they were both sure of this. They couldn't imagine anyone else entering their lives and occupying the space that they did in each others' hearts. As corny as it sounded.

"You right," Spencer responded, kissing Olivia's forehead before their names were called. "Ready?"

"Yep!"

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After finding a random person on the street to be their witness, Spencer and Olivia were ready for the life-changing moment. Olivia went to a bridal store off the strip and found a silky, form fitting gown that was only a bit large in the breast area. Once she tipped the seamstress well, she was walking out of the store with a bridal gown and lingerie and rushing back to the hotel suite to grab her makeup and hair products to take to the chapel. Their ceremony would be at 7pm, before they were on Spencer's plane back to Baltimore hours later. They planned to save their honeymoon for after the Superbowl, when Spencer was able to get some time off from his busy schedule. A month-long adventure dedicated to their love.

"I'm assuming you're the bride," a woman with a southern accent, appeared in the doorway of the dressing room.

"Oh! Yeah, I'm the bride," Olivia replied, frightened by the woman.

"Good! Miss Maybelline," she sang, inviting herself inside. Olivia took in her Dolly Parton- like appearance. Big hair, big boobs, and a big personality to match. "I gotcha something blue to go with your dress. A little Dolly figurine. Goes with the theme of this place."

"Thanks," the bride smiled, stuffing the figurine in her bra. "I'll keep her there for good luck."

Maybelline put her hands on her hips, "Darlin', you don't need luck when you're marrying the man of your dreams. He's looking mighty handsome I might add. Unless you two are getting hitched because there is a biscuit bakin' in the oven."

"No ma'am," Olivia pinched the bridge of her nose before laughing. "Let's not speak that on me, please. We love each other...a lot. And we're ready to take the next step."

"Oh, to be young again. My husband and I started this place after we both retired and our kiddos moved out. Made the move from Tennessee to Nevada and here we are," Maybelline beamed, her blue eyes widening in excitement. "I love weddings!"