“Hey,” I said as I smiled.
“Baby, why are you on the floor?”
“Alex pushed me and I twisted my ankle,” I said with a pout.
Alex jumped up and said, “No. No that’s not how it happened. You and Gray were bringing in some stuff from Wild Flower and I didn’t want to ruin it so I gave her a little . . . shove.”
Letting out a laugh, I looked at Alex and said, “Push. It was a push and sure as hell wasn’t little.” Lifting my head, I pointed to Meagan and said, “Meg, tell Noah how hard Alex pushed me.
Meagan shrugged her shoulders and said, “Honestly, Grace you did a very over exaggerated twist of your body. It wasn’t that big of a push.”
Sitting up, I shot Meagan daggers from my eyes as I shook my head and said, “You wait. Pay back is a bitch, Meg.”
Letting out a roar of laughter, Meagan stood up and gave me a go to hell look. “Oh, you’ve already done the worst possible thing to me this weekend, nothing could top it.”
Lifting an eyebrow I asked, “Are you sure you’re willing to bet on that?”
Meagan’s smile dropped as a look of horror crossed over her face. “You wouldn’t.”
“Oh. Oh, yes I would.”
Noah looked between the two of us, as he finally reached down and picked me up. “Hey, Alex, would you mind helping Libby out downstairs? I’m sure Taylor and Meg can help my beautiful bride here with her wedding dress.”
Confused and wondering what was going on, I looked at Noah. “But—”
Placing his finger over my lips, Noah slowly shook his head. “I need you to put your dress on, baby. The pastor is ready and waiting.”
A bubble of happiness began to build inside of me. “Pastor?”
Giving me a smile that made my insides tremble, I said, “He showed up?”
“Colt found one and he’s ready and able to marry us. I just need you to finish getting ready.”
Nodding my head, I smiled. “I love you,” I whispered as he held me tighter.
Setting me on my feet, I grimaced in pain. “Damn it, Grace. What do we do about your ankle?” Taylor asked.
Noah pushed a loose curl behind my ear and said, “Leave it to me. I’ll take care of it. Get ready, baby.”