About a week later, Jess had Charlie traveling all the way to upper Manhattan, to meet Scott’s family. All week they’d been running around stores, registering for gifts, looking at wedding dresses and bridesmaids dresses, meeting with the wedding planner to discuss the meal, and the flowers, and a lot of other stuff that Charlie tuned out.
Jess had chosen a date right before Christmas, which is only like 5 weeks away. Charlie was stressing out, and she isn’t even the bride.
If -if- Charlie ever gets married, she’s giving herself like a year to plan the wedding. Or maybe they’ll just sign some papers in a court house and have dinner with the fam, cuz honestly she’s never doing this again.
The thing is, Charlie doesn’t actually own a dress, and this meeting is apparently a formal affair. So she’s squeezed into something that belongs to Jessica, wearing heels, which, who decided that? And she really hopes they’ll have wine with dinner, cuz she’s going to need it.
She’s in a strapless teal dress, with a champagne colored floral design, and she looked nice, even if she felt totally and completely uncomfortable and out of her element.
The mansion is absolutely freaking gorgeous and does nothing to calm Charlie’s nerves. She’d had Jess drive her, because still no car. Jess seemed to be calm enough, she had met them before after all, so it wasn’t such a big deal to her. She had on a cute green dress with a large daisy pattern on the bottom edge and her blonde hair looked like it had been done professionally. It probably had.
A butler opened the door and led them into a large den, where Scott was having a conversation and a beer with his father. They both had on dress pants, pressed white button down shirts and black ties. Scott greeted Charlie with a warm smile, and a sparkle in his blue eyes.
“Charlie, this is my dad, John Bennett, and this is my mom, Mia York” he introduced her to a gorgeous woman with her brown hair pulled up in a French twist, her make up done perfectly and her obviously toned body poured into a gray halter dress, belted at the waist. Very modest and appropriate for her age, but still young and cute.
“I’m Alicia Bennett” a young woman, who didn’t look much older than Charlie, with gorgeous red hair said, holding out her hand. Charlie shook it and smiled,
“Charlie Logan”
“I’m John’s wife” she added with a smile. Charlie deserved a pat on the back for not reacting to that information because oh.
“Scott’s brother Jordan, and Jordan’s sister should be here soon.” She added. Charlie nodded, although she had no idea who that was, and didn’t particularly care.
“Jordan’s in a band, he’s the drummer” Jess told Charlie.
“He has a show tonight” a younger boy spoke up.
“This is my other son, Josh” Ms. York spoke up, reaching to put her arm around the boy who was probably about 14 years old, and wearing a hoodie and a beanie over his curly brown hair. Charlie wondered why she couldn't have dressed like that.
Before anything else could be said, there was a squeal, “Oh my god! Charlie?!” Charlie glanced up from the champagne glass she was being handed to see a familiar head of cupcake red hair. She smiled at the girl, trying not to look as confused as she felt. The young girl looked cute in a white dress with a black rose pattern and bright red heels. Charlie would never have the confidence to pull off an outfit quite like that.
“Hey Lucy” she said, taking a sip of her champagne because yeah, she needs it.
She promptly chokes on it though when she sees who follows Lucy in the room. Looking like sex in black skinny jeans and a black tee that hugs him in all the right places, black converses and his chocolate curls pushed out of his face was the guy from the record store.
