Chapter 65
SIXTY-FIVE
Cane
I’ve never done this before.
Fuck, I’ve never wanted to do this before.
I bite the inside of my cheek and look around. I’m not sure how much of this is normal and how much of this is Kari’s doing, but it looks nice. I think Jada will love it.
I’m standing on a stage of sorts, a fountain behind me.
Little pink flowers are floating in the water, lights shining up through it.
A table to my right has one empty vase, one vase with pink sand, and one vase with gold sand.
I have no fucking clue what that’s for. There were no instructions for this, and I’m totally out of my depth.
To my left sits Brian, Heather’s boyfriend from Chicago. He’s perched on a stool, strumming his guitar softly, looking up every now and then at Heather who watches him with the look in her eyes that Jada gives me.
Yup. He’s fucked.
I chuckle under my breath and watch the back of the room. I’m fidgety, and I try to stop moving, but I can’t.
Alice smiles at me from her seat, and I try to smile back, but I think it’s more of a grimace. My lungs feel like they’re struggling for air, and my legs want to move. This whole thing is nerve-wracking enough by itself, but I have all these people staring at me.
Besides Alice and Heather, who are not technically watching me, Jada’s friend Lara from Phoenix is here.
So are her friends Mandi and her husband Mason from Boston.
Kari got ahold of them, and they were happy to come.
I met them a little earlier, and they’re cool as hell.
Mason told me how he handled Decker for Jada when she left him, so I have mad love for that guy.
To show my appreciation, I bought them tickets to watch Jeremy Tide and Hunter Davidson fight tomorrow night.
It cost me a fucking fortune, but it’s the least I can do.
The officiant walks in from a side door I didn’t notice and stands beside me. He’s tall, balding, and has a white robe draped over him. I give him a nod, and he smiles.
“Are you ready to be married, Mr. Alexander?”
“Yes.”
“Okay. We’re ready to begin. You just look a little pale. Are you sure you don’t need a drink of water?”
“Start.”
He laughs and motions to Brian. He looks at me and starts playing the song we picked out.