Society Weddings (Corrigan & Co. Book 11) by Crystal Perkins Page B

asks.
    “He said he wanted to surprise me with
something that wasn’t traditional. I freaked out a little.”
    “Like you did when I wanted to shave one
side of my hair?” Darcy asks.
    “Or was it like when you realized your
brother has a basketball game the night before, and can’t fly in
until the morning of the wedding?” Isa asks.
    “When you put it that way, I do sound like a
bitch. God, what am I going to do? I didn’t mean to go crazy.”
    “Well first, you need to tell him you want
your surprise,” Stella says looking down at her phone. “He just
texted me to cancel it, and believe me, you want it.”
    “I do want it. I want anything he wants to
give me. I’m such an idiot.”
    “Nah. You’re just a crazy bridezilla,” Faith
tells me. “I went a little crazy, too.”
    “Not like me. I need to chill out. I used to
be the most chill person I knew, and now I’ve become this…this
psycho.”
    “We’re all here for you, El. We’ll keep you
in line,” Reina tells me with a smile.
    “Thanks. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a
fiancé to call.”
    “Give him some good phone sex,” Audrey
advises with a smirk as they all file out.
    I just smile back. If that’s what it takes,
I’m more than happy to play a little. Or a lot.
     
    * * *
     
    Aiden
     
    I’m staring out the window, contemplating
how my amazing fiancé has turned into a crazy person, when my phone
rings. Ainsley has all the jets set up with satellite cell
capabilities, but I was hoping for a quiet flight. I look down and
see that it’s Ellie. My finger hovers over accept, but I ended up
tapping decline. I just can’t talk to her yet. I wait, but there’s
no voicemail. I’m glad. I don’t want recorded messages from her. I
just want her.
    Which means I should just go along with what
she wants, but then again, I’ve never been that guy. The one who
just goes along with everything, and never speaks his mind. I’m not
wired that way. She’s wrong in this situation, and maybe leaving
town wasn’t exactly right, but I was hanging so far off the ledge
that I seriously considered canceling the whole thing. Deep down I
know that’s not what I want, which is why I borrowed a jet.
    I love Ellie more than anything, but I had
to get away. Now that she’s called, I keep looking at my phone,
wondering if she’ll try again. When fifteen minutes pass, and she
hasn’t, I bite the proverbial bullet, and initiate a call of my
own. It rings so many times that I think she won’t answer, but then
she does.
    “I’m so sorry, Hawk.”
    Her voice sounds so small and sad that I can
feel my heart crack. “I shouldn’t have left.”
    “I’m a crazy bridezilla.”
    “You’re my crazy bridezilla.”
    “I’d like whatever surprise you want to give
me. If you still want to give me something, I mean.”
    “I want to give you everything, Doll. I just
need to know you want it.”
    “I do. And I want our cake to be chocolate
with vanilla buttercream. Just the way you like it.”
    “What about your lemon zest or peach
meringue or whatever?”
    “It was red velvet,” she says with a
laugh.
    “I like red velvet.”
    “Yes, but you love chocolate, so that’s what
we’re getting.”
    “I don’t expect you to change the wedding,
or what you want, just for me. I just want to feel like I’m
involved.”
    “That’s so progressive of you. Next you’ll
be getting manicures.”
    “You’re so cute. Not.”
    “What else do you want to do or have?”
    “Nothing else, El. I just want to marry you,
and give you a surprise. I appreciate the cake.”
    “I love you, Aiden. I’m going to try and be
better.”
    “I love you, too. Just be yourself, and
we’ll be fine.”
    “Are you coming home?”
    “No. I still think I should see my dad for a
couple of days, but then I’ll fly to Chicago and meet you there,
okay?”
    “Sounds perfect. Tell your dad hi for me.
I’ll miss you.”
    “I’ll miss you too. Can I call you when I
get