Part 31

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"Would you just stand still for a moment," Yaya shouted angrily at the bride who was beyond nervous. "This is just your wedding, not your execution."

"Just my wedding," Jennie echoed. "Yaya, I don't know what your wedding was about, but I'm going to walk down the aisle with two hundred people staring at me. Most of them complete strangers, as I may add."

"I would have loved to do that," the brunette said dreamily. "All I got from Nadech was a nice little church and Lisa and my husband's ex-wife as guests. Oh, and Mark and Jisoo of course. But that pretty much sums it up. Afterwards we had a little lunch. We didn't even have a real honeymoon because my precious husband and your fiancé were knee deep in a case." She let out a snort. "So wanna change?"

"I think I would do everything at the moment to escape that, how did you call it? Oh yeah, execution."

"Oh, come on," Georgie grinned when she entered the bride-room. "You're getting my sister in the end. Isn't she worth it?"

A smile spread across Jennie's face: "Yeah," she breathed. "She's definitely worth it."

"So, you see," she laid a hand on the bride's shoulder. "And besides. There's really nothing to worry about. There's not one girl who is as beautiful as you."

Jennie gave her a warm smile: "Thank you."

Georgie made a dismissingly gesture with her hand and turned to Yaya: "Where did you learn this? Doing the hair?"

"You should know," Jisoo, who had been sitting on a chair in a corner and was now coming to stand beside Lisa's sister. "Yaya was the most fashionable girl in high school."

"I see," Georgie grinned again. "The fashion queen. You never told me that one Yaya."

The brunette shrugged and Jennie looked back and forth between the two of them. She'd almost forgotten that Yaya and Georgie knew each other quite well. Lisa had told her that her sister had been with her in LA quite frequently.

"Now, Jennie, if you would hold very still. I want to do you makeup," the former May-queen kneeled down in front of the bride and tilted her head: "Yes," she said after a while. "There are certainly possibilities. Jisoo, please hand me my make up bag."

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"There's still half an hour, no need to be nervous," Nadech rolled his eyes and looked at Gavin who stood with his back against the wall and grinned.

"Enough time for her to find a reason not to marry me," Lisa was nervously pulling at this shirt.

Graham, who sat in a corner, his legs crossed, laughed: "Sis, that girl is so in love with you. Don't be so nervous. If someone has a reason to be nervous it's Nadech." He raised an eyebrow and grinned wickedly: "Do you have the rings, best-man?"

"The rings?" Nadech's head shot up. Nervously he patted his chest with his hands. "Where are the damned rings?" he hissed and looked at Lisa, whose faced matched his expression: raising panic.

"Nadech," the bridegroom's voice was panic-stricken. "I know I gave them to you. And you two, this isn't funny," she hissed towards Gavin and Graham who were laughing really hard. 

"Oh," Nadech breathed in relieve and pulled a little box from the pocket of his trousers. "There they are."

"Don't do this," Lisa scowled. "Or I'm going to die before I'm even wed."

Slapping the shoulder of his sister-in-law and still laughing, Gavin said: "Relax my friend. This isn't your execution."

"Ha, ha," Lisa shot him a look. "I remember a certain bridegroom, who had to run to the bathroom every five minutes before his wedding."

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