Thread: A Night To Remember (w/ CharmSnake)

Unfolding her arms, she revealed her figure to him to take his left elbow. She wore less makeup than the others but then she required no such elaborate painting. Tony could sermon all that he wanted about who was hotter than who. Spencer was perfectly lovely. She had a simple elegance, plain and pretty. She would do just fine for his arm. Could you cut it any closer? Reynan, he introduced himself, not so much dismissing her question as rendering it moot. He had arrived as quickly as he could and with a little luck of a smooth ride through customs, precisely when he had prescribed. There was no need for him to explain himself, and certainly was not about to spoil this moment with the pressing matter of their role in the ceremony immediately at hand. They had a duty to perform for their good close friends and they were about to carry it out. All was accounted for and everything would show to work out in the end. His eyes softened in assurance as he looked nearly level to her, and his thin smile subtly broadened with warmth. He led her through the doors and down the aisle. The sea of guests was parted down the middle and without any instructions for speed or rhythm he simply paced their traversing naturally, a casual step yet with no melodramatic lingering. With head up and forward, he approached the altar with her. The organ music meandered over the hush of anticipation and adoration. Although they had just met, Rey allowed her to adorn him like no garment nor jewel ever could. Necks craned as they passed and cameras flashed. At the altar he stopped, took her by her other hand and turned to face the guests. In the front row before him was Wade's parents Tim and Lonnie. Danny Isfeld was a few rows behind. He was busy trying to keep his squirmy toddler settled while his cute chubby wife cradled their newborn. Dave and Farrah were there. So was Mike Ogden. On the bride's side, Tammy Trufant was unmistakable in her straight gold hair and scarlet wrap. Not far from her was Izzy Taylor with some hot date in a flower print. Most of the rest must have been aunts and uncles and other relations that he had never met. With a confirming nod to Spencer, the assuring signal to part, Rey released her hand and took his place on the lowest step as Wade's older sister Becky, clad in sleek cobalt skirt suit, in the front row silently pointed out the spot that mirrored Spencer's. Next was Tony and Brandie. Husky Tony had a saunter to his step and a twinkle in his eye as he walked little Brandie down the aisle. She had a pert gymnast figure and her hair was held back by a coordinated lilac band showing the dark locks between bleach streaks, a trace of boredom on her heart-shaped face. They parted at the base of the altar and took the second step. Wade's little brother Ezra couldn't make it as he was deployed in Afghanistan, so Byron had to stand in as the best man. The six-foot tall black man's tux fit perfectly over his trim physique as he brought forth the maid of honor. They took the third step. Finally the groom entered. He may have been calm and cool on the outside, but Rey figured him to be sweating tropical bullets in that suit even if he would never admit it. He was drunk too. They all were but Wade more than the rest. Rey couldn't imagine him saying 'I do' unless he was right and thoroughly hammered. It was okay though, as Wade could drink with the best of them. He always held his liquor well. Carrot-haired Wade climbed the steps and turned to face everyone, hands crossed at his waist. There was only one more to come. The organ's tune changed to the first few chords of Here Comes the Bride and in the open doorway she appeared shimmering on the arm of her father.