The Stupid Side of Practical

Chapter 14

Gina stared at her reflection. She had been primped and preened by what felt like an army of beauticians and now she was ready.

Ready?

She would never be ready for this.

But here she was doing it.

She checked the clock on the wall. It was time. In approximately one hour she would be married. Josh would be her husband. Looking back at the mirror she watched her reflected cheeks flush, her blood heating at the memory of the last few weeks.

Vivid memories of it played in her dreams every night since, teasing her, haunting her. They left the restaurant and spent the next three days in bed. Until reality sunk in of course and they had to come face to face with the madness of their work schedules and planning a wedding. The few free moments they did have together they went house shopping.

As Gina had found out house hunting at any age could be interesting. There are decisions to be made at every turn, all of which use big words and make absolutely no sense.

Of course, the two of them had never bought a home before. Gina, being the optimistic dreamer that she was, spent countless hours daydreaming on Realtor.com about how lovely it would be to wake up in her lavish master bedroom and look out her window to a view overlooking all the most beautiful homes. She thought about walking down her very own grand spiral staircase, turning the corner to her fully stocked brand-new granite countertop kitchen, and be able to soak up the sun by her new pool.

A shy-town girl could dream.

Josh on the other hand had somewhat of a realistic view. His idea of a perfect home consisted of, a manly place to store his rough and tough manly things, a big-screen TV, a place to BBQ, and of course room to entertain.

"Oh my lord you look amazing."

Coming back from her house hunting thoughts, Gina smirked, "Yes and some might say you can't even tell that the last month of my life has been so stressful, I've suffered from several break downs on my bathroom floor." She loved her wedding dress. It was long and billowy. From the white chiffon with a beaded bodice and spaghetti straps to the skirt falling from the empire waist all the way to the ground.

Emily stifled a laugh, "I know, I was there for each one, with a tub of butter pecan ice cream. I swear you're making me fat with all these cravings."

Gina reached out to grab Emily's hand bringing her closer to her side. "Whoever said planning a wedding is the best time of your life was on some serious drugs."

"I hate to bring this up but," Emily laughed, "one day you'll be helping me with my wedding."

"Don't worry; I'll make sure we have good drugs."

Both girls laughed until a sharp rap on her door jolted her out of her smile. "What now?"

Emily shrugged, "I'll get it." Hurrying over to the door her green bridesmaid dress floated around her knees as she moved. Pulling it open she let her shoulder fall she looked back at Nick who was dressed in a morning suit.

In the month since her return from Tokyo Gina wished she could say that all her brothers had come around on this decision. She would love nothing more than to say that her entire family was supporting her and sitting out there in the pews with smiles on their faces.

But that was not the case.

The twins Tony and Ricky had managed to spin a one-eighty, helping out here and there with the wedding. They even volunteered to drive her to her doctor's appointments when Josh was still at work. Being engaged to a doctor had its perks, but it also meant that sometimes Josh was out being someone's superhero and not at her beck and call. Which was totally okay.