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AFTER NICK READ LUKE 2 and everyone sang Silent Night, Star began clearing the table while her husband asked Nick about the exact date of Jesus’ birth.
“Come on,” Willow whispered. “That’s our cue to go upstairs and get ready.”
“Sure you don’t want me to carry you up?” Nick asked with a grin.
“After the wedding,” Willow answered, her voice full of teasing.
Kennedy handed her the crutches, and they both went upstairs.
“How are you feeling?” Kennedy couldn’t remember seeing her roommate look so peaceful and happy before.
Willow sank onto her bed. “I don’t even know how to describe it. It’s like I’ve been expecting Nick my entire life. Like I’ve known him forever and have just been waiting for God to bring us together. It’s like living out a fairy tale.”
Kennedy smiled and took down the dress Willow had picked from her closet. “You sure you don’t want to go big and fancy?”
Willow smiled. “I’m sure. In fact, now that the big day’s here, I almost regret letting my hair go natural again. I think I had this certain picture in my head that a bride had to look an exact way, but that’s really just me being vain. Nick didn’t fall in love with me because I could fit into an expensive white dress or revert back to plain old brown hair. I mean, if he’d shaved off his dreadlocks for this wedding, I might have called the whole thing off. Not really, but you know what I mean.”
Kennedy smiled and helped Willow into her cotton tie-dyed dress that looked more appropriate for a summer fair than a Christmas Eve wedding.
The doorbell rang. “That must be Pastor Reggie,” Willow said. “I’m so glad he agreed to come do this, especially with it being Christmas Eve and all. I guess the good news about having to postpone the wedding for a few days is that it’s going to be wicked quick.”
“How do you know that?” Kennedy asked.
“Because he’s got two young kids, and he wants to get back home as soon as he can, I’m sure. And with as long as Nick and I have been waiting to do it right, I’m not interested in a two-hour ceremony before I’m able to take him to bed and make him mine forever.”
Kennedy had been listening to Willow and Nick’s innuendos for nearly a week. She wasn’t even embarrassed anymore. She held out the pair of crutches. “You ready?”
Willow smiled. “Dude. Let’s do this.”