The marriage arrangement

Chapter 7

So the picture is of Kole and Sienna in the meadow.

Chapter 7

Kole POV

I rolled over knocking knees with Ryan. I jumped away startled.

I heard Sienna groan as I looked over the edge of the bed at her. “How is it that I’m the girl and I ended up on the floor?” She rubbed her face still obviously tired. Her hair was a mess but she looked adorably innocent.

“Cuz by you being the smallest makes you the easiest to shove off.” Ryan mumbled into his pillow.

“There is nothing wrong with being petite.” Sienna said slapping Ryan’s side.

He groaned before taking his pillow and smacking her with it. She snatched it from him and laid her head on it. “It makes you vulnerable.” He said laying his head on the bed and closing his eyes.

“Well you two are the ones sleeping in the same bed together.” She yawned. God she’s cute.

I looked at Ryan and scooted an inch away. “Aw don’t be that way man.” He said giving me a joking smile.

“Sorry I don’t play for that team.” I said laughing.

He shrugged in an ‘oh well’ way.

“Oh no. Trouble in paradise.” Murmured Sienna.

I was about to make a snide remark when there was a knock on the door. “Who could that be?” I wondered aloud.

“What time is it?” Sienna rolled over on her back.

Ryan pulled out his cell phone. “Eleven.”

“What?” I snapped up straight. I stumbled out of bed and fumbled to open the door. “Yes?” I asked squinting at the light in the hall.

“I’m the designer and I’m here for Sienna’s fitting?” The man asked as if it was obvious. And it should have been, we all should have known we’ve just overslept.

“Right, um come in.” I opened the door wider for him to step in.

He looked at Sienna who was lying on her back on the floor, eye liner smudged and hair everywhere. A disapproving look crossed his face but he quickly covered it. She squinted at him. “What?” She asked still grumpy from waking up.

“I’m here for your fitting.” The guy said clearly thinking we all should have remembered and been up by now.

“Wait what?” Sienna asked sitting up confused.

He sighed and held up the clothing covers he’d been holding. He helped her up and handed the four of them to Sienna. Before she could get another word in he practically shoved her into the bathroom. “And brush your hair in there while you’re at it.” He leaned against the wall crossing his arms and looking at us. “I hope your fiancé is decently girly.”

It was like he jinxed it. “I’m not wearing this.” I heard her call from the bathroom.

“Well let us see!” I said leaning against the head board on my bed.

“No!..It’s pink and it’s got ruffles. I’m not walking out.”

“Not even if we pay you?”  Ryan called sitting up.

“No!” She truly was stubborn.

“What if we go on a vacation before the wedding?” I asked.

There was a pause and at first I thought bringing up the wedding had upset her again, but then she answered me. “Where would we go?”

“I’ll choose someplace.”