The Wounded Love novel Chapter 79

"But Jade is a bridesmaid too and we both know that she's the type of person who will put dildos and sex toys into the gift bags." I turned around to see an evil glint in his eye at the thought. "Actually, that might not be-?

"No, no, no, no! I will shove it down your throat if that's what it takes to get you to shut up."

"Hm..." He let out a low chuckle. "You don't make it seem so bad."

"I hate you!" I whacked him over the head with a pillow and closed my eyes, pretending to be asleep.

The bachelorette party was just as insane as Dante had predicted thanks to Jade. Dildos, pin the penis on the naked guy, strippers dancing to horrifically graphic songs...

Everyone, including the bride were insanely hungover the next day. I had secretly replaced vodka with water, meaning not only did I have to soberly witness my mother get a lap dance and pin a penis on a guy's face, but I was also left with the responsibility of making sure everyone was presentable for the wedding.

They all came close to overdosing on Advil and Gatorade, but managed to get ready in time.

The ceremony in the church was sweet and the reception was huge. All of mother's parties were big, but this one surpassed any other.

I only knew about half of the guests and it was impossible to introduce myself to everyone, so I eventually took my seat at a table with Dante, who looked absolutely flawless in his new Italian suit, Jade, Sean, and a couple of the guests who, as my mother put it, were a part of the 'younger crowd.'

"You're stunning. You're so beautiful that I can't even put it into words." Dante smiled, running a hand up my thigh.

Before things could escalate any further between his hand and my leg, Sean picked up his drink and proposed a toast to our table.

"Wait, Skyla doesn't have a drink!" One of the girls called out.

"I'll just use this." I offered, picking up a glass of water that was in front of Dante. "The line at the bar is too long."

Everyone else seemed okay with it except for Jade. "Oh shit, Skyla!" She yelled, sudden realization lighting up her face.

"Cheers!" I called loudly, lifting my glass up in an effort to take the attention off of her outburst.

Sean just laughed and pulled her closer to him. Although I hadn't heard any updates regarding their love life, I could clearly see that they were leaning more towards couple than friends.

But I guess it was inevitable. They were living together, they had a baby together, and perhaps it had something to do with Sean's rehab, but neither of them even considered re-entering the dating world.

Dante had asked Sean plenty of times and each time the answer remained the same. "She's it, man." He just wasn't sure how to tell her that.

I avoided Jade at all costs after the wedding, afraid of the questions she would bombard me with.

"You've been acting strange." Dante observed one night. "Is everything okay, are the dreams back?"

"No, I'm fine." I gave him my best attempt at a reassuring smile. Sure, I could have told him right then and there but I wanted the time to be right, I wanted it to be special, so I stayed quiet.

Eventually though, on the night where I finally decided to be bold and brake the news, he stole my thunder. Typical Dante.

"Let's eat in tonight." I suggested, wanting to do it in private.

I walked into the bathroom, opened the drawer, pulled out the pregnancy test and handed it to him. So now we both stood there like idiots staring at what was in our hands.

"Um... I found out a few days before the wedding, I just wasn't exactly sure how to tell you."

"But when did we... when did, well you know." He stumbled.

"Remember the day Silvio called, interrupting us...?"

"Really? F*cking Silvio." He laughed, still looking down at the pregnancy test.

"Yeah. You finished even though I hadn't and then bam baby!"

"Bam baby." He laughed again. "I'm going to be a father."

"Yep."

"And if I'm lucky... maybe I will be a husband too."

Now I laughed. "I guess today is your lucky day, isn't it?"

"I have to do it right." Dante took the ring out of my hand and got down on one knee. "Skyla Williams, will you marry me?"