She heard him chuckle.
No meu inim, youre thinking of it being bad luck for the groom to see his bride before the wedding. I can see you all I want. In fact I could come rescue you from those two if you want.
Thats okay, they mean well, they are just a little rough on the execution. What time is this shin-dig starting? Jacque asked.
It starts as 1:00 p.m. Ill see you there Little Red. Fanes voice faded out of her mind and she could feel his humor. Oh wasnt he just too cute, picking up on her two best friends idea of a sick joke, to turn her into the little girl who almost wound up as the wolfs dinner.
My, what big eyes you have, wolf-man, Jacque said out loud, unable to stop her sarcasm from boiling up.
The better to see you with my love, Jen chimed in.
What big ears you have! Sally continued their comic relief.
The better to hear you with my love, Jen followed.
What big teeth you have! Sally mocked, her hands on either side of her face.
The better to eat you with my love, Jen cackled, but she wasnt finished. True to Jen form she added her own twisted sense of humor. My, what big -
Sally slapped a hand over her mouth, quickly realizing where Jen was going with that statement. Jacque started laughing so hard she had tears running down her cheeks. As soon as Sally removed her hand Jen quickly added, Thebettertoeatyouwith, before Sally could re-cover her mouth.
Jacque abruptly stopped laughing, You already said that, she said, confused.
So I did, my sweet, innocent flower, Jen started to explain but was once again thwarted by Sally.
Jen, shut it. Jacque, just allow yourself to ponder on that statement at a later date in time, Sally told her, sounding everything but the part of June Cleaver.
Ok, moving on from our weird impromptu skit. I get it, you want to dress me up all pretty for this ceremony and I can either play along or you two will make it hell for me. Thats what the red dress is about, isnt it?
Youre smarter than you look, Sherlock, Jen said as she stood up. We will give you your real dress if you promise to play nice. Otherwise youre going to be Little Red washed out Riding Hood, cuz that red really does nothing for your skin.
Gee, thanks for that keen observation, Watson. Fine, you win, bring out the big guns.
Jen stepped out of the room and was back before Jacque could ask her where she was going. She came back with a hanger with what she presumed to be her dress hanging on it, but she couldnt tell for sure because it was covered in one of those zipped clothing protectors. As Jen hung it on the back of Jacques bedroom door, effectively covering the dress thatwould have made her the living version of a sick fairy tale, Sally began to unzip the bag while humming the bridal march song.
Cute, Sally, thats just real cute, Jacque told her sarcastically.
Watch it Red. Id hate to have to incorporate more of the famous fairy tale into your ceremony, but Ill do it if you force my hand, Sally threatened as she pulled the dress out from the hanging bag.
Jacques breath caught at the sight, so simple yet very elegant and eye catching. She had to admit she was impressed with her friends' taste. The dress was primarily white, with a double flare skirt that came just above the knees. The waist had a green sash sewn into the dress and the green flared out into the skirt with some floral accents. To finish it off, they had added a hunter green, puff short sleeve bolero jacket made of satin with ruffled edges running up the high-necked collar and down to the sleeves. It was simply perfect.
Hey wolf-man, they even thought of you and provided cover for my markings. Jacque sent the thought to Fane.
How very thoughtful of them, Luna, although you cant honestly think I would have allowed you to come in that dress without the jacket, Fane answered.
You are so lucky that you arent with in my reach right now because that little comment would have earned you some retaliation and it still might if Im not feeling generous later, she scolded him.
His only response was a soft chuckle in her mind and she thought she might have felt his hand caress her face. Geez, Jacque thought, he is going to be the death of me.
Could you please stop talking to your hunky wolf and tell us what you think of the dress? Jen said, snapping Jacque out of her thoughts.
How did you know I was talking to him? Jacque asked.
You always get an intense look on your face, so I figure you are either constipated or talking to Fane. If you arent talking to Fane then you ought to see a doctor because you are constipated a lot, Jen explained. Sally was cracking up at Jen and Jacque was giving Jen an un-lady like hand gesture.
I have to admit, you guys have outdone your selves, Jacque told them. It truly is beautiful and tasteful and the jacket was the perfect touch. Thank you guys so much. Oh crap, I think Im going to cry, Jacque said, much to her chagrin.
Dont start the water works, there will be plenty of time for that later, Sally teased her.
Ok ladies, I need something to eat before I slide into that, if I might add, much more appropriate dress so lets head downstairs so I can get my grub on, Jacque announced.
Please tell me you dont say 'get my grub on' to Fane when you are talking about eating, Sally pleaded.
No meu inim, youre thinking of it being bad luck for the groom to see his bride before the wedding. I can see you all I want. In fact I could come rescue you from those two if you want.
Thats okay, they mean well, they are just a little rough on the execution. What time is this shin-dig starting? Jacque asked.
It starts as 1:00 p.m. Ill see you there Little Red. Fanes voice faded out of her mind and she could feel his humor. Oh wasnt he just too cute, picking up on her two best friends idea of a sick joke, to turn her into the little girl who almost wound up as the wolfs dinner.
My, what big eyes you have, wolf-man, Jacque said out loud, unable to stop her sarcasm from boiling up.
The better to see you with my love, Jen chimed in.
What big ears you have! Sally continued their comic relief.
The better to hear you with my love, Jen followed.
What big teeth you have! Sally mocked, her hands on either side of her face.
The better to eat you with my love, Jen cackled, but she wasnt finished. True to Jen form she added her own twisted sense of humor. My, what big -
Sally slapped a hand over her mouth, quickly realizing where Jen was going with that statement. Jacque started laughing so hard she had tears running down her cheeks. As soon as Sally removed her hand Jen quickly added, Thebettertoeatyouwith, before Sally could re-cover her mouth.
Jacque abruptly stopped laughing, You already said that, she said, confused.
So I did, my sweet, innocent flower, Jen started to explain but was once again thwarted by Sally.
Jen, shut it. Jacque, just allow yourself to ponder on that statement at a later date in time, Sally told her, sounding everything but the part of June Cleaver.
Ok, moving on from our weird impromptu skit. I get it, you want to dress me up all pretty for this ceremony and I can either play along or you two will make it hell for me. Thats what the red dress is about, isnt it?
Youre smarter than you look, Sherlock, Jen said as she stood up. We will give you your real dress if you promise to play nice. Otherwise youre going to be Little Red washed out Riding Hood, cuz that red really does nothing for your skin.
Gee, thanks for that keen observation, Watson. Fine, you win, bring out the big guns.
Jen stepped out of the room and was back before Jacque could ask her where she was going. She came back with a hanger with what she presumed to be her dress hanging on it, but she couldnt tell for sure because it was covered in one of those zipped clothing protectors. As Jen hung it on the back of Jacques bedroom door, effectively covering the dress thatwould have made her the living version of a sick fairy tale, Sally began to unzip the bag while humming the bridal march song.
Cute, Sally, thats just real cute, Jacque told her sarcastically.
Watch it Red. Id hate to have to incorporate more of the famous fairy tale into your ceremony, but Ill do it if you force my hand, Sally threatened as she pulled the dress out from the hanging bag.
Jacques breath caught at the sight, so simple yet very elegant and eye catching. She had to admit she was impressed with her friends' taste. The dress was primarily white, with a double flare skirt that came just above the knees. The waist had a green sash sewn into the dress and the green flared out into the skirt with some floral accents. To finish it off, they had added a hunter green, puff short sleeve bolero jacket made of satin with ruffled edges running up the high-necked collar and down to the sleeves. It was simply perfect.
Hey wolf-man, they even thought of you and provided cover for my markings. Jacque sent the thought to Fane.
How very thoughtful of them, Luna, although you cant honestly think I would have allowed you to come in that dress without the jacket, Fane answered.
You are so lucky that you arent with in my reach right now because that little comment would have earned you some retaliation and it still might if Im not feeling generous later, she scolded him.
His only response was a soft chuckle in her mind and she thought she might have felt his hand caress her face. Geez, Jacque thought, he is going to be the death of me.
Could you please stop talking to your hunky wolf and tell us what you think of the dress? Jen said, snapping Jacque out of her thoughts.
How did you know I was talking to him? Jacque asked.
You always get an intense look on your face, so I figure you are either constipated or talking to Fane. If you arent talking to Fane then you ought to see a doctor because you are constipated a lot, Jen explained. Sally was cracking up at Jen and Jacque was giving Jen an un-lady like hand gesture.
I have to admit, you guys have outdone your selves, Jacque told them. It truly is beautiful and tasteful and the jacket was the perfect touch. Thank you guys so much. Oh crap, I think Im going to cry, Jacque said, much to her chagrin.
Dont start the water works, there will be plenty of time for that later, Sally teased her.
Ok ladies, I need something to eat before I slide into that, if I might add, much more appropriate dress so lets head downstairs so I can get my grub on, Jacque announced.
Please tell me you dont say 'get my grub on' to Fane when you are talking about eating, Sally pleaded.
