That Wedding

I put on a coat and walk to their suite. As Da

I wipe the corners of them, just in case.

When the four of us girls walk in, it's going to be like that game they used to have on TV when I was little. There was some song, Which one of these things don't belong?

That, would be me.

"So you're the bride, huh? It's pretty cool you're doing this," one of the dancers says.

"You think so? I was just thinking it could backfire. Like if he likes me, but doesn't know it's me, he's in trouble. If he doesn't think I'm sexy like you guys are, he's in trouble. If he likes one of you, he's in trouble. I don't think this is a good idea."

"Come on, he'll love it. When the time's right, just tell him. Or take off your mask. He'll be shocked, but he'll love it."

"What am I even supposed to do? I'm not that good of a dancer."

"Just go straight to him, shimmy in front of him a little, then do a lap dance."

I mentally thank Lori for buying the stripper's workout. If it weren't for that, I wouldn't have a clue.

We go into the suite. The boys are trying to act cool. Well, except for Joey and Dillon, who are chanting, "Take it off."

I move in front of Phillip. He's so adorable, and well, I'm in a mask. I might as well have some fun with him. I sit on his lap, straddling him. Run my hands through his hair the way I always do. He has a grin on his face, but he's not touching me. He sorta has his hands limply down by his side. I grind into his lap, then get up, and decide to dance in front of him.

I do what is probably the stupidest circle twirl thing ever seen. Why didn't my mom make me take dance lessons? Why did she let me play soccer? Didn't she know every girl needs to know how to dance at some point in their lives?

When I turn back around to face Phillip, his eyes roll down my body. I hear Nick from behind me yell, "Come on, Mac, show her what ya got!"

Phillip squints his eyes at me, flashes a big grin, gives Nick a thumbs up, then pulls me onto his lap. Then he puts his hands firmly across my ass and pulls me in even closer!

I swear, I'm going to kill him.

The boys think it's awesome. Neil hoots, "Way to go, Mac!"

Joey goes, "Aw, yeah, baby!"

I'm super conflicted. Part of me wants to rip this mask off and scream at Phillip and all his stupid friends, You assholes! The other part of me wants to stay in character just to see how far he'll take this. I choose the later, wrap my arms around his neck, and nuzzle my boobs into his face.

I figure that'll be a good test. Surely, he'll pull his face away!

But he doesn't! He tightens his grip on my ass and starts kissing and licking my cleavage!!

Nick screams out, "THAT'S what I'm talking about!"

OH MY GOD! That's it!!!

I'm going to KILL him, and then I'm go

He licks up the side of my neck with his tongue. The guys are going crazy, cheering him on. When his tongue touches my ear, I'm about to blow.

He whispers, "That's a pretty sexy tattoo you have there, miss."

Shit.

The little angel wings I have tattooed on my hip. He and Da

I forgot about that. It's clearly visible.

He continues. "You know, this is my bachelor party."

I try to answer in a different voice. "I heard."

"I'm supposed to have like random sex with hot girls at my bachelor party. So I was thinking....."

"I don't think it's your brain that's thinking."

"Wa

I smile at him. I love this boy, and I'm more than willing to play along. "Lead the way, baby." I start to get up, but then I stop. "Um, you do know that I charge five hundred dollars for that?"

Phillip holds out his hands. "I don't have any cash."

I get off his lap and lean my boobs down into his face. "Oh, that's really too bad. There's these shoes I want, but my boyfriend gets mad at me when I buy shoes, so this is how I earn my shoe money."

He studies my masked face then slowly runs his eyes down my body. "Don't move."

He strides over to Da

Philip comes back with a handful of ones and five crisp hundred dollar bills. I reach out to grab the money, but he pulls it back fast. "Oh, not so fast. You have to earn it first."

As the boys cheer, I take his hand, follow him into his room, and earn myself a new pair of shoes.

Da

"Jay, should I feel guilty?"

"Hell no," I tell him. "Hey, can we go see it?"

"Yeah, if you'll tell me why I shouldn't feel guilty on the way."

As we walk down the brightly decorated hall, I say, "Da

Da

I wrap my arm around his shoulder, which causes me to get jealous looks from all the women walking by. "Da

He laughs at me. "You probably don't have a fallback career as a stripper. I'm just saying."

"Shut up!!"

"I guess you're right though. The only thing I've spent money on was the house. Speaking of that, did Lori tell you the house next door to us is getting ready to go on the market?"

"No, she didn't."

"I think you and Phillip should buy it."

"It'd be fun to be neighbors again."

We get to the Ferrari dealership. The place is like Disneyland for boys with cash. Da

"Wow, Da

Da

"You look good in it. You should buy one for yourself."

"I can't talk Phillip into spending money on a house. He'd have a cow if I brought home a freaking Ferrari! Plus, I'm not an NFL quarterback."

"Jay, when it comes down to it, it's your money. You can spend it however you want."

Sitting behind the wheel of this car, I feel like I could have anything I want.

"Phillip said to me, I have a good job, I don't need a handout from my wife to buy a house. And I'm not sure what to do. He won't listen to me about it. It's like a closed subject. Every time I bring it up, he gets pissy with me, and Phillip is never pissy with me. That's your job." I give him a smirk. "Plus ultimately, I have to get your dad to agree. Why in the hell did you tell me to put the money back in my trust? I wouldn't have to go through stupid couple's counseling."