chapter sixteen

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Chapter Sixteen

(Two years later)

“Okay so don’t ruin the dress or I’ll kick your ass, don’t even dare tease me because I will make you take it off.” Jay says for the hundredth time.

“I understand what you are saying. But I do want to point out that my hair is still not done and I get married in five minutes. Did I mention my hair? Let’s get going people.” I order Jay and Scar.

“And I thought I was a bridEzilla. I was way wrong, Anne won Me.” scar whispers to Jay.

“I heard that!” they all jump up.

“Are you sure you’re not nervous?” Scar asks me.

“I’m sure I’m not nervous. I won’t be nervous until I get out of this room. It always happens when we practiced. Now let’s get going.” I tell scar.

Yeah I was right. I am now officially nervous and can’t think straight. I can’t even breathe. At least I already won the bet. Mr. Black and Zane are crying. I get ten bucks plus a son. I win! Oh and a husband but he doesn’t matter.

“Does anyone object to this marriage?” Marcus comes in.

“I do!” Everyone turns around.

“Are YOU fucken kidding me? I knew this idiot was going to come.” The priest looks at me. “I’m sorry but that is the guy that I told you about. Could you please just call security and tell them to take him out?” The priest looks at Zane for approval.

“I would escort out myself but it’s my wedding and I don’t want to get arrested.” Everyone laughs at Zane’s comment.

“Will someone please escort the young man? I hope the lord forgives you.” The priest says to Marcus and security escorts Marcus out. “I now pronounce you husband and wife.” Everyone cheers.

“I think that went well. I thought something else was going to happen.” I tell Zane.

“I could care less about him. You looked beautiful walking up the aisle. I can’t wait until I take that dress off of you.” Zane says seductively.

“Well that is going to have to wait. And you can’t do anything to it because Jay is going to kill me if it gets ruin.” I smack Zane away from me. “Now let’s go to the party.” I remind him.

“I love you.” We say at the same time.

The end 

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