5. I Do

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Cleo's P.O.V.

"It's open." Declan says, as he puts his arms around my waist and holds me close, Parker throws the door open, both Declan and I laugh.

"Cleo, let's go." Mckelty says as she pokes her head into the room, and I see her cradling Noah. I give her a questioning look.

"I'm going to help get you ready for the wedding, while Julian and Parker help Declan set something up." Mckelty explains, Noah begins to fuss as Mckelty walks into Declan's room, she tucks Noah into one arm, then uses her free hand to grab my wrist and practically pull me off the bed, and make me fall on the floor.

"Really, Kelty?" I squeal as I fall to the floor, I look at her and scowl. Kelty presses her lips together to keep from laughing. Declan gets off the bed, comes over, and helps me up. He lightly kisses me, before he lets me go.

"Are we doing this outside or inside?" Parker asks, we all look back and forth at each other, Declan looks at me.

"I'd say outside." Declan answers, everyone looks to me, I nod, just to get everyone to stop looking at me.

"Julian, give Cleo the bouncy seat." Mckelty instructs, Julian comes in and I see the dark blue and green bouncy seat. Julian hands it to me, and I take it in my free hand. Mckelty begins to drag me to the door, that joins our rooms together. She lets me go, and opens the door, then grabs my arm and drags me through the door.

"Kel, enough with the dragging." I say as I pull my arm from her grip. She walks in, goes to the light switch, then turns it on. I take one last look at Declan, before closing the door. He winks as the door closes.

"Come on, let's get you ready." Mckelty walks to my bathroom and turns the light on. I walk into the bathroom and sit the bouncy seat down on the floor. Mckelty places Noah in the bouncy seat, then buckles him in.

Walking to my closet, I step inside and begin to sift through the endless dresses I have. Mckelty comes in behind me and grabs shoes and accessories.

"Should I go with red or stick with tradition, and go with white?" I ask as I look through both red and white dresses.

"I'd say go with tradition, and do white. It is a wedding after all." Mckelty suggests, I nod and look through the white dresses. My eyes land on an off the shoulder, long sleeve floral lace cocktail style dress. I grab the dress and walk out of the closet and show Kelty. She looks it over, and nods. Taking the dress from me, Mckelty hangs it on the closet door.

"Let's get your hair and makeup done." I nod and Mckelty walks around me, and goes into the closet. She comes back out a second later, holding a chair. Mckelty sits the chair down in front of the counter, I sit down before she gestures to it.

For what seems like an hour, Mckelty curls and pins my hair. She buffs and primes my face until it is smooth. Taking her time, Mckelty precisely and effortlessly applies the makeup to my face.

"I can't believe this is what you two chose to do, when reuniting after three months." Mckelty says as she blushes my cheeks.

"What exactly were you expecting then?" Mckelty puts mascara on my eyelashes, and smirks as she shakes her head.

"I figured some yelling would have ensued, then wild make up sex would have happened." Mckelty chuckles as she watches my expression go from calm to all out shocked.

"Well, the second part was close to happening... had he not asked to get married tonight." I lowly say, then roll my eyes. Mckelty laughs as she applies lipstick to my lips.

"Well, once the 'I do's' are said, and he takes you away, possibly to the vacation house, there will be plenty of it." Mckelty sprays more hairspray in my hair, then steps back and let's me look in the mirror. My mouth drops open as I look at my reflection, and barely recognize myself.

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