Contents ( 76)
- Table of Contents
- Chapter 1
- FEBRUARY
- Cherisse
- Chapter 2
- Keiran
- Chapter 3
- MARCH
- Cherisse
- Chapter 4
- Keiran
- Chapter 5
- Cherisse
- Chapter 6
- Cherisse
- Chapter 7
- Cherisse
- Chapter 8
- Cherisse
- Chapter 9
- Keiran
- Chapter 10
- Keiran
- Chapter 11
- APRIL
- Cherisse
- Chapter 12
- Keiran
- Chapter 13
- Cherisse
- Chapter 14
- Cherisse
- Chapter 15
- Keiran
- Chapter 16
- Cherisse
- Chapter 17
- Keiran
- Chapter 18
- Cherisse
- Chapter 19
- Keiran
- Chapter 20
- Cherisse
- Chapter 21
- Keiran
- Chapter 22
- MAY
- Cherisse
- Chapter 23
- Keiran
- Chapter 24
- Cherisse
- Chapter 25
- Keiran
- Chapter 26
- Cherisse
- Chapter 27
- Cherisse
- Chapter 28
- Keiran
- Chapter 29
- Cherisse
- Chapter 30
- Keiran
- Chapter 31
- Cherisse
- Chapter 32
- Keiran
- Chapter 33
- Keiran
- Chapter 34
- JUNE
- Cherisse
- Acknowledgements
- About the Author
Cherisse’s dress had an intricate pattern on the top and a flowing coral skirt below, while the others had plain coral fabric on top. Ava had insisted she wanted Cherisse to stand out a bit as her MOH. Worked for her —she loved the end result.
The wedding party looked on point.
Scott, in his suit, looked gorgeous as usual, standing next to the equally stunning Julia. No matter how tight her throat felt, it was a beautiful day, and it wasn’t about her. She moved to stand next to Keiran, hating how her heart pounded. Being angry at someone didn’t mean you just didn’t care anymore. But Cherisse had been clear. It was up to Keiran to show he was serious.
“Crown’s a little crooked,” he said. “May I?” She nodded, and he adjusted her flower crown. The guests were totally into their crowns. They damn well better be, after all the fighting up with them Cherisse had endured.
“Ready?” Keiran’s breath washed against her ear, and goosebumps broke out on her skin.
Cherisse nodded again, taking deep breaths. She had to focus, watch her steps. No falling. Just get to the end of this runner. Don’t ruin her sister’s big day.
The wedding planner cued the band, A Roti and a Red Solo, whose front man was Remi’s brother, Akash, and the procession began. Everyone took their places as they got to the front. From his side of the arch, Eric looked nervous. He shifted from foot to foot. Keiran inched closer to Eric. She had no doubt he’d take Eric down if he had to.
When Ava appeared with their father, Cherisse focused on getting shots of her sister. These pockets really came in handy for storing her phone and some tissues. Eric’s eyes shone with love and awe as Ava glided up the aisle, and their father handed her off. Cherisse bit her lip, blinking rapidly.
The ceremony went by faster than expected. Eric cried. Julia kept sniffling loudly, then finally just gave up and let the tears out, dabbing at her eyes with the tissue Cherisse handed her. The guests clapped and whooped as Mr. and Mrs. Jones were announced, then they were swept away for the official photos and some silly pics they took with their own devices. Cherisse even ended up in a group selfie with Keiran. The photo was adorable—they were standing next to each other, and his smile...Jesus, help her—and had her all up in her feels when he posted to his account and tagged everyone, including her. Especially when the likes and comments started rolling in.
bishopX: bro who’s dat?? She look lil familiar.
Merryberry69: aww so cuuute. Y’all make a cute couple for reals
jacobmorrow: but wha chubble is this? hoss link meh with the deets nah.
Beam_me_up_scotty: the cuteness! It buuuurns
Cherisse rolled her eyes at the last comment. Scott was ridiculous and a giant nerd. She was glad to get through the speeches portion. She’d labored over hers for weeks, nerves battering her insides when it was her turn.