Invisible Man (Completed ) ✅

♥ Eleven ♥

           

"Come on, my Lacey.  I want to dance with you."

He carried her out of the room, refusing to put her down until they entered the reception room.

"I thought you were the one that was supposed to carry people over thresholds today," Danny said to Donnie, nudging him and pointing at Jordan and Lacey.  Donnie smiled.

"Oriana , look," he said.

Oriana  watched her friend as Jordan slowly lowered her to the ground.  The couple looked so happy.  Oriana  walked over to the DJ.  "Play 'Invisible Man' by 98 Degrees " she told him.

As the music started, Jordan led Lacey onto the dance floor.  No one else went out.  They didn't want to ruin the moment.

                "I wish you'd look at me that way, your beautiful eyes looking deep into mine, telling me more than any words could say, but you don't even know I'm alive.  Baby to you, all I am, is the invisible man."

After a minute, Donnie grabbed Oriana  and pulled her onto the dance floor.  He walked over to Jordan and tapped on his shoulder.  "Mind if we trade?"

"Just for a dance," Jordan teased, sweeping Oriana  into his arms.

Donnie smiled down at Lacey.  "I'm sorry about everything that happened last night."

"Don't be.  I knew the chances I was taking."  She stared at Jordan.  "But if last night had never happened, I never would have known..."

"Um, Lacey, uh, by any chance, do you know what I did last night?"  Donnie asked bashfully.  She laughed.  She couldn't help it.  "I, um, was a little wasted, and I know there was another dancer, but I don't know if I...if we..." he discreetly unbuttoned his tuxedo shirt and showed her the bite marks on his chest.  She threw back her head and howled with laughter.  He got embarrassed.  "I don't think this is funny, Lacey!  What if I cheated on Oriana ?  I can't hide these marks!  I don't want her to divorce me on our wedding night!"

"Donnie, you love Oriana  with all your heart.  It's a true love.  No dancer could've made you technically unfaithful.  I was a little occupied, but I can promise you that you didn't screw the dancer, okay?"

"Good," he said, a bit relieved.

Oriana  stood on tiptoe and kissed Jordan's cheek.

"What was that for?"  He asked in surprise.

"For treating my best friend like a princess.  And for not beating the shit out of Joeat my wedding."

"Well, it was a tough decision not to," he told her honestly  as he  went on to explain  her what happened between Joe and Lacey in the parking lot.  Oriana  frowned.

"It's good Donnie doesn't know about that.  He's about ready to kill Joe anyway."

They chatted for a while, but Jordan soon gave her back to her husband.  He only had eyes for Lacey.

"Line up, ladies!"  Oriana  yelled, laughing.  The single women clustered together, a few pushing and shoving to be in the front.

"Go up there," Jordan playfully  nudged Lacey.  She rolled her eyes, but stood.  She walked to the side of the group.

Oriana  shut her eyes, and willed the bouquet to go where she wanted it.  She launched it back over her head, and it landed right in Lacey's hands.

"Sweet!"  Oriana  yelled, running over to hug her friend.  Lacey blushed.

Oriana  went and sat on a chair, and Donnie knelt before her.  The men whistled and cheered as he lifted her gown and reached up for the baby blue garter.  Lacey and Oriana  locked eyes, and Oriana  saw a look of panic cross her friend's face.  Don't worry, she mouthed.  She had made sure that the garter was on the leg that didn't have the tattoo on it.  All that would be revealed later.