Page 50 of The Wedding Forecast
‘That was amazing,’ I say, smiling at him, in part because I feel Hayley practically vibrating with the need for me to flirt with him.
‘All part of the job,’ he smiles back, and we make some more small talk while he takes a bunch of photos of Hayley in her dress. Then he turns and takes a photo of me.
‘Oh,’ I say, startled. It could have been a romantic moment, the taking of my photo, but I feel like a rabbit in the headlights.
‘You look gorgeous,’ he says, smiling.
‘Thank you,’ I say.
Patrick leaves to go and take photos of Luke and the groomsmen getting ready, and Hayley looks at me. Now he’s gone, I can be properly emotional about my best friend in her wedding dress.
‘You look so, so beautiful,’ I say, and we grin at each other, goofily, gripping each other’s hands.
‘You think?’ Hayley says, doing a twirl. Her dark hair is all pinned up and she’s wearing simple delicate pearl earrings and a mid-length veil. The dress fits perfectly. It’s more like a piece of art than a piece of clothing.
‘It’s perfect. You’re perfect.’
We admire her in the mirror together.
‘Thank you.’ She turns to me. ‘I have a feeling that I’m going to have a lot of solo pictures of you in my wedding photos.’
‘Shut up.’
‘Are you into him?’ Hayley asks.
‘I am,’ I say, because I need to put the most positive spin on everything today.
‘You don’t seem keen,’ Hayley says, squinting at me.
‘I’m keen!’
‘I know when you’re keen. This is not Keen Anna.’
‘Well, there is a lot of pressure. The psychic and all that.’
‘Oh, I see the problem,’ she says, turning back to the mirror.
‘What?’ I say.
‘The mums like him and that’s a turn-off.’
‘It is not.’
‘It is.’
‘That’s not the turn-off.’
‘So there is a turn-off?’ Now she turns back to look at me.
‘What do you think of his fingers?’
Hayley gives me a no-we’re-not-doing-this look. ‘Come on.’
‘Okay. Let’s not discuss it.’
‘His fingers are totally normal fingers.’
‘You didn’t see him doing up your buttons. The way he did it so fast. He’s too dexterous.’
