| Happy Lowman x OC ᅳ COMPLETED |
When Tessa stormed into the Sons' clubhouse one Friday night, looking for Happy to tell him that he had to come back with her to Bakersfield to check on his mother, Tessa didn't know that from that day on her futur...
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TESSA FELT HER HEART pounding against her chest, her heartbeat getting stronger the more time passed on the clock that hung above the dressing table she was sitting in front of. Behind her, her mom, Maria and Gemma were working on her hair and make-up, making sure that she was slowly but surely getting ready for the big day.
Lyla and Tara stood at the side, both women already in their bridesmaid dresses. Tara was dressed in a dark green, ankle length dress that looked elegant and yet accentuated her curves, while Lyla wore a tighter dress in the same color. The latter definitely showed more skin, but not in a way that made it look cheapᅳ on the contrary.
Both women wore their hair down and in waves to match Tessa, whose only wish had been for the bridesmaids to choose a dark green dress, she had left the rest to them. It was important to her that her best friends felt comfortable, after all, they both had a completely different style.
"You look absolutely stunning, sweetheart." Elaine choked back a proud sob as she stepped back and looked at her daughter. "Happy won't be able to take his eyes off you."
"As if he ever could." With a grin, Gemma also stepped aside after giving Tessa the last touch of her make up with the fixing powder. Satisfied, she examined her work. "Perfect baby, it doesn't get any better than that."
Maria sighed wistfully, clutching her own face as tears welled up in her eyes that always held a certain warmth. "You look so beautiful, sweetheart. My son is a lucky man."
"Oh stop, you're gonna make me cry and I'll ruin my make up", Tessa whined, but a playful, appreciative smile graced her dark red lips. After avoiding looking in the mirror the whole time, she finally did so, and a quiet gasp immediately slipped past her lips. "Holy shit, I can't believe that's me!"
Her black hair, now long again, was styled in Hollywood waves, just as she had wanted. The waves flowed elegantly down her back, which she looked at from the side, speechless.
She couldn't be happier with her make-up either. Her skin was pale as always but with the right accents, with dark red lipstick and relatively simple eye make-up that only consisted of eyeliner, mascara and false eyelashes. It was her style, just the way she wanted it.
