Accidently Married The CEO

Feeling like myself

Chapter 7

Moira

Gabriel and I decided to split up in the hopes of getting things done quicker. I went to go get a dress, dragging Britney with me in hopes of getting something sexy but also wedding dress like. I know that this isn’t my real wedding, but it is my first and a part of me wishes that it could be my last, but I know this could only be temporary. I still want to look my best and hope that I can seduce Gabriel at least a little. My nerves are fried, but funny enough, I am glad that Gabriel made me get sober for this. I want to be all in, my mind clear as I make this decision and marry a man, I would’ve never had the chance to meet if I had stayed in my little hometown. Bardstown, Kentucky, is a small town that very few know of, yet it is considered The Bourbon Capital of the World. The church stands tall and proud in the center of the town, and that should tell you exactly how strict most of the people is when it comes to religion, but like far too many people in the world, religion has become a weapon. Something used to keep people in line, living in fear. My parents are some of those people and so many others in that town. They have their secrets, or at least they would like to think they do. They play the faithful and righteous by day, but behind closed doors, they are just like everyone else. Sinners and weak for the things the devil loves to tempt with.

“I can’t believe that there are actually clothing stores open this time of night.” Britney says in wonder, her eyes moving around like she is in a whole new world, even though we saw all this earlier today. I must admit, it does look completely different with all the lights and how everything seems to come alive at night in Vegas. “Here, this store looks promising.” Britney says as she pulls me into a clothing store. I take it all in, the colors and the music that plays softly in the background. It doesn’t take more than a few seconds for a sales lady to walk up to us, a bright smile on her face as she takes in Britney and me. How someone can still smile after working the hours she has, I have no idea. I think back to Gabriel that gave that waiter all the cash that he had and the gratitude that was in her eyes. He might not understand what a difference he made in her life and how this could be a memory she thinks back on fondly. To him, it is just a bit of cash, nothing major as it is for someone who barely has anything. I wish I could do the same, give this woman what I have on me and just watch that smile become something real that reaches her eyes, but I am in the same boat as her and when I get home, I will have to figure out how I am going to build up my savings again and pray that I find a way out of that town that will be the death of me if I stay too long.

“Good morning, my name is Claire. How can I be of assistance?” The sales lady asks, and Britney gets right to it.

“We need something that looks like it can be worn as a wedding dress but is sexy and won’t make my girl here look like a prude.” Britney says, pointing at me. Claire’s eyes widen for a second, but then they light up, and she quickly leads the way.

“I love it when lovers find each other here in Vegas. Some don’t make it, but there are a few that blossom into something so beautiful. Those are the love stories that make it worth working the night shifts.” Claire babbles as she walks ahead of us. She takes us to a section that is filled with beautiful dresses, and I feel giddy with excitement as I run my fingers over the material. The dress I had chosen for my wedding with Timothy was full of frills and lots of details. It was my ex-future mother in-law’s dress. She had this dream that her first daughter-in-law would get married in the same dress she got married in. I loved her and still do very much, but her eldest son is a cheating, lying asswipe, and I doubt our relationship would ever be the same again. I will miss our long conversations and our tea times. She was the best person to talk to when I was feeling like I couldn’t handle her son’s mood swings. She often joked, and I might have chosen the wrong brother to marry, that her younger son has the more romantic bone, and was far softer than Timothy, but it was always just jokes to rile Timothy up whenever he pissed me off by refusing to validate my feelings. I should’ve seen it then. All the times he got angry with me when he was at home too long, all the times he would scream over something as simple as not being able to drink a beer after a long day at the office. We didn’t live together, as I am forced to live with my parents until I am married, but he would always come to stay a day or two with us and I would practically live half the week with him. It took my parents quite some time to be accepting of it, but they have known Timothy all their lives, and they trusted him. Then there is he fact that I only started staying with him overnight once we got engaged.

“I think I have found the perfect dress for you!” Britney shouts from a few rows away from me. I quickly make my way towards her and find her standing with a long white dress in her hands. The dress is very play, no frills and no beads, only plain white silk, but what makes the dress attractive, is the fact that it has a very low dipping V-line that will show a lot of cleavage, but will cover the most of my breasts, it has a slimmer waistline then flares out from the hips down. The dress is beautiful, sexy, yet still something that looks like a wedding dress. “Go fit it on.” Britney says, thrusting the dress into my arms. I quickly make my way to the fitting room and strip out of my clothes before climbing into the dress. The dress is slightly tight around my large breasts, but other than that, the dress sits perfectly, and I finally feel like the bride I want to be. This is what I had hoped to wear to my wedding with Timothy, but I wanted to make his mom happy. I have always wanted to please those around me, and I realize now that very few people have tried to do the same for me. I step out of the dressing room to show Britney, and she gasps, her hands in front of her mouth, and her eyes have tears in them. “Please tell me you say yes to the dress.” She says, and I can’t help but smile. This is perfect.

“I will need shoes to go with it.” I tell her and Claire that was standing slightly off to the side to give us some form of privacy, raises her hand like a little girl, and then she runs off in excitement. Britney and I both give each other a happy but slightly confused look. Claire doesn’t take long to return with a pair of white heels that have straps that wrap around your legs with satin straps and then end with a small bow. Aside from that, the shoes are as plain as the dress, but still more beautiful than anything with stones or too much detail would ever be. I feel like I will be walking down the aisle as myself, and I couldn’t be happier. “Thank you, Claire, these will be perfect.” I tell her. We quickly make our way to the counter, aware of the time, and quickly make the purchase. Gabriel gave me his card to buy the dress, and he said that he was the one who suggested getting married tonight. It is only fair that he is the one that pays for everything. I would’ve argued, but I am already on a tight budget with spending so much on changing the details on the tickets, that I really don’t have the money to spend on a dress and shoes that I will most probably never wear again.

“Now all we need to do is fix your hair and makeup, but I can have that done for you in less than twenty minutes in the room.” Britney says as we walk out of the store, waving at Claire as we go.

“Do you think there is still time?” I ask her, and she looks at her phone before smiling up at me.

“Plenty.” Is all she says before we practically run to our room to add the finishing touches.