Hannah POV
I frowned as I looked at myself in the mirror before I shot my sister Tamera an annoyed look. "Are you serious Tam because this dress is tortuous to my eyes, and plus this dress disrupts my figure that I'm more than positive I know I have. Also lets not forget about this color gosh orange, like fuck Tamera I look like a fucking tangerine."
"Oh quite it with the babbling already, besides all my bridesmaids are wearing the same thing and since you couldn't make it to the original fitting with the rest of them you have no say". She eyed me as she rubbed her belly that seemed to be growing every two seconds.
"And that's where you are wrong, why can't I wear a different dress I am the maid of honor". She rolled her eyes.
"Don't think you can all of a sudden get special treatment just because you have a man now". I felt myself blush at the mention of Blake and I quickly turned my head from her. "Oh my lord are you .... Blushing. Jeez this guy must have done wonders to you and let me tell you it's about damn time." Tamera giggled when I sent her a sharp glare. "Oh come on lighten up, you haven't even told me how you guys met yet."
"So how is my niece and nephew, still giving you gray hair?" She sighed looking almost defeated.
"Come on Hannah I'm your sister and we never even had a girl talk, hell we barely even talk anymore".
"That's not true-"
"Isn't it".
"No". I scoffed turning around to fully look at her.
"When was the last time you actually called me for a change, or when was the last time we got lunch together, or just had a girls night out".
"You're pregnant".
"A girls night doesn't have to be a night at the bar Hannah. I mean you're my Maid of Honor and truly you haven't even been that."
"That is not true, I mean look at me I'm here aren't I. I even skipped work to go cake testing-"
"It was a Sunday".
"I had paper work".
"That's ridiculous, why do I have to fight so hard to get your attention".
"What are you talking about, God where is this even coming from? You sound like mom."
"You wanna know something else that I just find fucking crazy-"
"Sure Tamera please enlighten me". We glared at each other for a moment and I didn't even know how the hell this even started.
"You never even asked".
"About what?" She scoffed and laughed a bit but it wasn't quite friendly.
"About anything hell everything, about how he proposed, where the wedding is going to be at? why we chose the location we did? how does the venue look? how I felt about it-"
"I thought your were happy, that's how I thought you felt about it-"
"You know sometimes I just wonder rather or not you even actually care".
"What are you talking about I'm fucking taking a whole week off from work for your stupid wedding, if that doesn't say I care I don't know what does than".
"Wow Hannah thank you for your fucking support, I'm so sorry you have to miss a few days of work to celebrate one of the most important days of my life-" Someone clearing their throat cut her off abruptly and she huffed folding her arms.
"I'm sorry but you're causing a scene, and you're disrupting the peace of the store and we've gotten a few complaints-"
"I was just about to leave anyway". Tamera exclaimed before picking up her purse and leaving the store. And I stood there in shock for a moment before I quickly found my way out of the ugly damn dress and this damn store where people can't seem to mind their own damn business.
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The Tempting Assistant
Teen FictionHis lips were so soft against mine, as his hands roamed over my lower body. Slowly sliding up my thigh under my skirt. Making my body heat up in a burning sensation. Hannah Ford the CEO of Fashion-tech incorporated is a very successfu...