His eyes nearly popped when he saw me in his clothes. “What are you doing?”
“Mind if I wear your clothes?”
Charles was stunned. “No, I don’t mind.”
“Not planning to get married?”
“Jason and Selena have already finished their wedding.”
“Charles, didn’t you say you didn’t want me to marry anyone else? So, are we going to get our marriage certificate now?”
Charles was speechless. “You mean for us? Get a marriage certificate?”
I nodded. “If you don’t want to, forget it.”
Charles lit up instantly. “I’ll take you!”
“Why wouldn’t I want to? I’d love that!”
He slammed the accelerator and drove straight to the Registrar of Vital Records, where we got our marriage certificate without hesitation.
“Let’s go to the hotel.”
Charles blushed, embarrassed. “So soon? We haven’t even held hands yet.”
“What are you thinking? I asked you to take me to the hotel where my wedding is held. The banquet shouldn’t be over yet—let’s go give Jason and Selena some money.”
“Okay!”
After arriving, I casually grabbed a red envelope and slipped 38 dollars inside.
Charles and I sat quietly in an out-of-the-way corner.
After a while, Jason and Selena came over to toast to our table.