Chapter 8

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I was standing in front of a floor length mirror and could not believe I, Revie Wiler, was wearing lace. It was ridiculous how much lace was on this 'dress'. When I turned back around Tyler had tears in his eyes making my mouth drop open. I never want to see a gay guy cry, ever. I ever so quickly walked back into the changing room and put on the dress I had picked out. It was a simple white dress with a little bit of lace circling the bottom and over my chest. It didn't have a train and only made it to mid-thigh on me, but I have loved it since I had laid eyes on it.

When I stepped back out into the viewing room everyone gasped and broke down into the simple things people always tell a bride-to-be, 'your beautiful' 'that looks great on you' etc. But I so wasn't wanting to hear this from an emotional wedding planner and my brothers very emotional significant other, I wanted to hear this stuff from my fiancé and my dad.

"Oh Revie, that is the one for you." Rayne told me through her tears. 'It was the look on her face that helped me decide' is the sentence that you are expecting right? Well that made me put it back and find another one. I wanted a dress that I adored and didn't exactly find the approval of everyone else.

I finally settled on a very simple cream, mid-thigh dress that had absolutely no lace anywhere. It was perfect because it made them cringe, I was in love with my wedding dress. I slipped back into the changing room and slipped it off sullenly. I wished Christian could see it before November but to prevent anything like that from happening I wasn't allowed to see it again until ten minutes before I walked down the aisle.

When I returned to the main lobby my dad was the only one there, I looked around to make sure I wasn't just skipping over Christian's head. When my gaze locked on my dad's he just smirked at me. I cautiously walked over towards my dad, "Hey dad, are ya feeling alright?" I asked him ready to call 9-1-1 to drag him to an insane asylum.  

"Why I'm better then okay." He told me eyes sparkling. "But Christian may never return." 

"What?" I asked outraged. "What did you do?" 

"Nothing, yet, but he was recruited for tux fittings." He said snickering. A huge grin spread its way across my face at the thought of Christian in a tuxedo, I turned around in time to catch Josh sneaking a glance at Tyler. It was so sweet how Josh got embarrassed about having a male mate and how he blushed when you caught him trying to be secretly adoring Tyler.  

"Hey, Josh, come here for a second." I told my brother waving him down, when he finally stalked over to me I grabbed his hand and drug him outside.  

"Hey Revie, what's up?" He asked me with a suspicious glance around. 

"You shouldn't try to hide what you feel for your mate," I started. "You feel what you feel no matter how much you try to hide it and think about that makes Tyler feel." 

"Revie, I don't want to talk to my kid sister about 'my feelings'," he stated. "Stop trying to invade and push us closer. We have our moments just not in front of dad." He walked back inside plastering a smile on his face as he walked through the door. I followed him a few seconds later and slid into the corner of the room silently, trying to avoid attention.

I was doing a good job of hiding in the corner until Christian was sent out into the main floor for tuxedo approval from Rayne. As soon as my eyes landed on my mate I burst out laughing. Rayne and Tyler turned to me in question and I tried to stifle the laugh. Christian walked over to me with amusement and annoyance in his eyes, "Does the bride not approve of the tux?" He asked me with a mischievous glint in his eyes. 

"Maybe," I replied keeping my voice low. "Why? What if it doesn't meet my approval?" 

"Then I will definitely wear it." He said leaning into me ever so slightly. I could feel my breath quicken and just as I started to lean into him Rayne jumped out of the fiery pits of hell and drug Christian into the grooms side of the bridal shop. I slumped against the wall and closed my eyes, trying and failing to relax.

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