Although Alethea was not attending the wedding, she’d sent a wedding present–a schematic breakdown of the weaknesses she’d found both at Dominic’s engagement party and in his plans for the island wedding. Abby hadn’t warmed up to her enough to invite her to the wedding, but she was beginning to soften her stance against her. After all, Alethea had played a role in saving
Corisi Enterprises.
The only one who wasn’t presently happy with Lil’s best-friend was Dominic’s head of security. Rumor had it that he was furious when he read her report, especially since she’d noted that he was “easily distracted” from his duties. That was Al, making friends wherever she went.
My sister is getting married today.
Today.
Three weeks hadn’t been much time to prepare for a wedding, but since the budget had been so generous–it had come together seamlessly. Amazing what people could accomplish when they worked on commission and the bride could have whatever she wanted.
Concepts for wedding dresses had arrived almost immediately from several well-known designers and it was no surprise that Abby had chosen something simple: a white strapless, silk gown with layers of lace that covered both the dress and Abby’s arms and shoulders in the classic style of Grace Kelly. Her bouquet was a nosegay of white wild orchids, white peonies and mini calla lilies. Abby’s most stunning accessory was the huge smile that hadn’t dimmed since she’d met Lil for breakfast that morning.
Lil looked down her own iridescent, charcoal chiffon dress. The body of it was shirred and fitted from the strapless, ruffled bodice to the mid-thigh hemline that boasted a detachable flowing skirt. Mrs. Duhamel had found the perfect compromise-dress, floor length to satisfy Abby and sizzling and short in one easy step for Lil. Nicole and Maddy had been easy to talk into wearing the spicy bridesmaid’s dress, but Zhang had been an altogether different matter. She had also been the wildcard in the wedding party. Maddy’s husband, Richard, and Nicole’s fiancé, Stephan, were natural choices for groomsmen. Maddy convinced Abby that choosing a groomsman for Zhang had to be done as carefully as if they were matchmaking.
Lil smiled at the memory of how they had finally chosen a fourth groomsman.
Dominic had declined on having a bachelor party, saying that he’d had quite enough wild days in his past. In the spirit of that decision, in lieu of a bachelorette party the women had gathered at one of Dominic’s homes with a few bottles of champagne for a high tech slide show of men Dominic knew well enough to ask to be part of his wedding party.
Maddy had suggested that, to keep it fun, the candidates must either be royalty or be on Forbes list of most influential men. The selection process was as much fun as any night on the town would have been. Maddy cued up the photos on a large screen in the home’s private movie theatre. Nicole read a detailed description of each man. Pros and cons were discussed and then Maddy used her Photoshopping skills to superimpose Zhang and the potential escort into the same photo walking down an aisle, arm in arm.
Even if the candidates were wildly inappropriate, some were kept in the proposal packet simply for the humor of it. Too tall. Too short. Too old. Too young. Too greasy. Too uptight. Too much facial hair. Too bald.
At first Zhang had stoically held to her stand that she had no preference.
Lil poured her a glass of champagne.
“No, thank you,” Zhang politely refused the beverage.
“Everyone drinks at weddings,” Lil insisted.
Zhang motioned with her hand at the movie theatre around them and said, “This is not even the wedding.”
“True,” Lil laughed and pushed the drink into Zhang’s hand. “But you’re going to spend a significant amount of time with whoever we pick. There is the rehearsal, the wedding itself, photos, maybe even some dancing. You don’t think you care now, but do you really want to spend the wedding holding onto this Prince Charming?”
Lil motioned to Maddy who brought up a photo of a man they had actually found on a world’s scariest criminals website, but Zhang didn’t need to know that. Lil said, “Sober, you don’t seem able to decide. We can choose for you if you want, but this is what might happen.” Maddy cued up the photo of Zhang and a long haired, mostly toothless criminal walking down an aisle together.
Shamelessly, Lil added a final zinger, “Maddy even has the software that could show you what your children would look like if ended up with him.” The photo Maddy produced was as hilarious as it was hideous.
Zhang downed the glass of champagne in one gulp and replaced the glass.
Abby looked on, shaking her head. “Lil, you are…”
Maddy answered for her, “My hero!”
Abby smiled sympathetically at Zhang and said, “You know, I can call her off. At least, I can try.”
Zhang took the second glass of champagne Lil offered her and smiled in resignation. She and Lil were polar opposites, but somehow they had connected and were building a friendship through the planning the wedding together. She joked, “I had no idea that the American custom was to choose a groomsman worthy of bearing children with or I would have paid more attention to the previous ones. Please, cue up the next one.”
Nicole read the corresponding card. “Sheikh Rachid bin Amir al Hantan, Crown Prince of Najriad–a small country but gaining prominence for their technology as well as their oil.”
Lil shot a quick look at Zhang and saw her interest before she was able to conceal it again. Thank you champagne. Lil prompted, “He’s hot.”
Abby added, “I think Dominic actually knows him pretty well. He either graduated from Harvard the year before or the year after Dom and Jake did. I’ve heard him mention him before.” She smiled, “I agree–he’s hot.” Everyone looked at her. “What, I’m getting married, but I’m not blind. That man is gorgeous.”
Zhang said, “He wouldn’t be our worst choice.”