Page 64 of For You I'd Mend
“I saved a few dresses on Pinterest.” Rowan pulled out her phone, and we all huddled around the small screen. “Which do you like, Maid of Honor?” she asked me.
I shrugged. “I told you. I’d wear a garbage bag if that’s what you wanted, but I like the dusty rose Pnina Tornai with the long lace sleeves. It’s going to be freezing on top of that mountain in early April. You could swap the satin bow for a beaded rose gold belt and then wear nude heels, since those will be easier for Lauren to find with her huge feet.”
“She’s not wrong,” Lauren said, glancing down at her canoe-like appendages.
“The dress would complement yours, Rowan,” Cammie said.
“I love it,” Rowan said. “Let’s figure out sizing, and I’ll place the order. Mom insisted on paying for all the bridesmaid outfits, and this one is reasonable.”
“She doesn’t have to do that,” Cammie said, shifting in her seat.
“Don’t even try to argue with that woman,” I said. “She’s paying off mom guilt from the years Rowan had to be Mom 2.0 for me and Chris after our dad died. Just say thank you.”
“Plus, I’m her favorite,” Rowan said, winking at me.
She thought she was joking, but Chris and I both knew Mom had a special place in her heart for Rowan. Luckily, Rowan was too perfect a sister for us to feel bad about it.
“What are the groomsmen wearing?” Cammie asked.
“Gray suits,” Rowan said. “Speaking of the groomsmen,” she said looking at me. “Did you know Cal asked Theo to be his best man, and he refused.”
“He did?” That was even weirder than Theo kicking me out right after we bounced on his air mattress. Cal and Theo were just as close as Rowan and me, more brothers than friends.
Rowan nodded. “He said to ask Chris, but we both know that was a hard pass. So, I guess it’s Aiden.”
“Poor Aiden,” I said.
“You mean poor Cal,” Lauren said with a huff.
“No,” I said, with an edge to my voice. “Poor Aiden. I never realized until now that he’s kind of the odd man out.”
“The bromance between Cal and Theo is pretty strong,” Rowan said.
Lauren frowned. “Yeah, I guess Aiden was closer to Logan.”
“He’s the one who died in the crash?” Cammie asked gently.
Rowan, Lauren, and I nodded.
“Poor Aiden,” Cammie said. “Now I feel bad for running away from him every time he says hello.”
“No, that’s still a good idea,” Lauren said. “He’s an asshole.”
“New plan,” I said, clapping my hands together. “Let’s get Lauren so shitfaced at the bachelorette party she answers all our questions about her Aiden fling. All in favor?”
Cammie and Rowan raised their hands.
“We’ve left Wyatt alone in the front too long,” Lauren said standing. “I’ll start looking for nude heels.”
“That reminds me,” Rowan said, digging into her small purse. We’d finally convinced her to stop lugging around a bag bigenough to carry a small child to spare her back, but she still packed her purse as tight as possible. “Here,” she said, handing Lauren and Cammie Visa gift cards. “Mom wouldn’t tell me what she put on them, but it’s probably more than enough for shoes.”
“Where’s mine?” I asked like a spoiled brat.
“Mom said the two of you could go shoe shopping together since, and I quote, ‘She never spends enough time with Poppy.’”
“Wow, you weren’t kidding about the mom guilt,” Cammie said looking at her card.
“Nope,” Rowan and I said together.
