Serendipity // Camren

Chapter 50

They all spent the better part of the afternoon relaxing at the day spa getting massages, facials, and mani/pedis before the group split into two for hair and make-up. Because Camila was in charge of Lord Tubbington – who spent the morning at a kitty salon getting himself all handsome for the big day – she went with the Hansens and Lauren went off with the Hamilton women.

The mothers took charge of the rest of the afternoon, keeping the girls apart – including the confiscation of cell phones, which left both Lauren and Normani griping rather loudly – and making sure that not one detail was forgotten or left unattended. It was, as far as weddings go, predictably hectic, and after some individual and family pictures that were snapped in a beautiful garden full of multi-colored flowers on the hotel property (group and couple pictures would be taken after the ceremony) the brides and their respective bridal parties were driven up to the zoo and ushered into two remarkably similar small offices on different ends of the zoo to wait out the final thirty minutes before the ceremony.

Normani groaned as she paced back and forth across the office they'd been assigned while Lauren watched with an amused smile. The bride-to-be ran her hands over the sides of her dress, a surprisingly simple, lightweight tea-length dress in a pale ivory color that was fitted through the body and cut low enough in front to give off the barest hint of cleavage. "God, this is taking forever!"

Lauren smiled and leaned back against the edge of the desk that was pushed up against the wall. Her dress was also tea-length, but in a rich crimson color and the neckline was cut higher, so that it scooped just under her clavicles. The skirt on her dress was loose, and it flowed freely around her legs in an unconscious nod to the sundresses she favored in her non-punk phase in high school. "Anxious?"

Normani stopped pacing long enough to glare at her old friend. "No shit."

"Scared?" Lauren asked.

"No." Normani shook her head and smiled. "I've been waiting for this day for ten years. I just want to get up there and make her mine."

Lauren nodded, her eyes softening as she looked at her old friend. It was nice, after all these years, to see Normani's dreams coming true. Though she had been battling her own demons back in high school, she hadn't been oblivious to her friend's problems and she knew exactly how much Normani wanted this day to happen. "I know," she murmured. "Do you have your vows ready?"

"Don't need to. We're just going to do the 'repeat after me' thing. Christ, you really weren't paying attention yesterday, were you?"

Lauren felt her cheeks pink at the knowing look Normani was giving her. So, knowing that there was no way she'd be able to lie, she just chuckled and shrugged. "I got distracted. Sue me."

Pleased to have something to distract her from her overwhelming urge to run out of the room and find somebody she could force into making the ceremony begin earlier, Normani grinned. "Yeah. You were distracted by Cabello and her boobs."

Lauren rolled her eyes and laughed. "Just Camila. My Camila. And leave her boobs out of this. Shit, you really do have a boob fetish, don't you?"

Normani smirked and shrugged unrepentantly. "I like tits. Big deal. Besides, like you can really talk, Miss Ass-girl."

"And legs," Lauren added, grinning.

"Yeah, which was totally not obvious with the way you used to stare at Cabello in high school. I swear I used to catch you drooling as she danced in front of us. And when she stood by the piano... you used to daydream about doing her on that thing, didn't you?"

Lauren blushed and shook her head. She had indeed fantasized about laying Camila down on the piano and going down on her, or bending her over the bench and just taking her from behind, hell she still fantasized about all of that, but she wasn't about to admit it to Normani. Normani already knew too much about her as it was. "Why are we talking about my girlfriend? It's your goddamn wedding day!"