"You're next!" a voice called out to me as I was walking around the hotel lobby. I turned and saw a handsome guy with a smile on his face as he waved energetically at me. My heart skipped a beat and I stopped dead in my tracks. It was the groom, Luke, looking resplendent in his tuxedo.He was flanked by his groomsmen, all of them tall, dark, and handsome. I could have spent the rest of my life just gazing at them. But I didn't have time. There was a wedding to shoot today and I had to get ready. So I took a deep breath and squared my shoulders. "Who is next?" I asked, trying to sound confident."You are, dearie!" the old lady behind me chirped. "Don't worry about him. He's just a little nervous is all. That happens when you get older. You get used to it." She patted my shoulder reassuringly and I felt the blood rush to my head. "Now go get him, tiger!You've got the rest of your life to chase after him!"
I walked over to where the groom was standing and put my hand on his shoulder He smelled like fresh laundry and it made my stomach feel queasy. His eyes were big and brown and filled with wonder at being married. The expression on his face was priceless and I wished I could capture it on film.You've got the rest of your life to chase after him!" I walked over to where the groom was standing and put my hand on his shoulder He smelled like fresh laundry and it made my stomach feel queasy. His eyes were big and brown and filled with wonder at being married. The expression on his face was priceless and I wished I could capture it on film."Go get 'em, tiger!" the old lady said again. "You've got this!" "Thanks, Auntie," I said, pulling my purse off the couch and making my way to the elevators. "I need to get going. I have a wedding to shoot today." "Oh, honey, I know that look.Don't think I haven't seen it many times before," she said cheerfully as we stepped into an elevator. Her cane clicked loudly against the metal cage as she pushed herself up against it. "It means you are ready to take on the world. Go get 'em, tiger!" she said again before pressing the button for the seventh floor. "Good luck, dearie.Get those bridesmaids dresses straightened out quickly so we can leave. They won't let us stay here longer than necessary because of fire code Says who? The bride and groom want to stay longer than necessary? I think not!" The doors closed smoothly and I heard her muttering to herself as the car whisked us away. "Says who?S-says Mr. & Mrs.-Merrill want to keep guests entertained during their long journey home?! B-but they don't even know us! What about the food and drink we bought for them?! What about the money we spent on their wedding gift?! How dare they ask us to leave before we fulfill our obligation to them!
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