Meghan's POV:
I brought the dress back home. I had to run upstairs to my closet so Joey wouldn't see it.
"JOEY! Come here!" I called down the stairs.
"I'm right here. Gawsh!" he laughed.
"You see this closet. My dress is in there. I don't want you to see it. So don't go snooping. Got it?" I asked.
"It's bad luck if I see it right. I want everything to be perfect, so I won't snoop," he sighed.
"You'll be glad you didn't when you see it!" I jumped onto him.
He grabbed my two legs as I wrapped them around his body.
We kissed.
"I can't wait to get married," he said.
"Me either."
