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BOOK: The Trouble with Marrying a Movie Star
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Andrew leaned over and whispered into my ear. "Are you surprised?" he asked before placing a kiss over it.

I nodded.

"Are you sure? You haven't said a word," he asked concerned.

I was speechless, and emotional, and shocked, and overwhelmed, and ecstatic and a whole lot of other words.

"She'll be fine," Erin said walking up to me as she kissed my cheek. "I will catch you up, but first I need you to get dressed, we have a spa appointment in an hour."

"It's nice to see that my house is still standing," Elena said entering in from the back. "Should I dare take a peek in the bedroom?" She smirked.

"Andrew, we have thirty minutes to get you over to your tux fitting," Maisie stated while she was talking to someone on her cell. She looked over towards me and smiled mouthing, "Congratulations. Surprise," before she started talking to the person on the other end of the phone.

Andrew then turned me around, grabbing my hand as he led me back to the bedroom. The moment he closed the door, I jumped him. I literally jumped on him. He wrapped his arms around my waist as I clamped my legs around him.

I rammed my tongue into his mouth, catching him off guard, and I swirled it around. I took a breath, pulling his lower lip into my mouth before sucking the hell out of it. Andrew moaned as I continued to dominate his mouth. He tasted so damn good.

"Andria, baby?" Andrew breathed out.

I looked directly into his eyes. "Take me to the bed."

He smirked narrowing his eyes, "Ah, baby?"

"If you want to take me here that's fine," I added as my hands started to yank at his night-shirt.

He laughed and then pulled his head back. "You want me to take you now, with our family and friends in the other room?"

"I want you. Now!" I emphasized with a grind directed right where I wanted him.

"Ah...baby," Andrew breathed out. "What about not seeing each other before the ceremony and waiting—auh!" He groaned out as I rotated my hips against his hardened member.

He moved us quickly across the room to the opposite wall that my back slammed against; while he fumbled to get out of his pj pants. I pulled my top off as two of his fingers proceeded to where I needed him most. "You're going to have to be quiet," he said as my mouth latched onto his neck.

"Yes!" I breathed out. "I love you so much!"

I finished my make-up as I watched Andrew lace up his shoes, and we smiled at each other in the reflection of the mirror. "Andrew, I think I'm still in shock."

"As long as you can say your vows."

I grinned. "
That
will not be a problem, Mr. Hughes."

Andrew walked over and placed his hand on my shoulder. "I can't wait to make you my wife." He leaned over and placed a kiss on top of my head.

"I did have a thought though."

"Mmm, hmm, what's that baby?"

"You were that confident that I would agree to get married today?"

He grinned, looking at me through the reflection. "Actually, I had a back-up plan."

"What was that?"

"Them." He nodded toward the door. "I knew between Erin, and my mom or yours, one of them would convince you."

I looked at him impressed. "You would have never had to convince me into marrying you."

"Good to know."

I turned around in my chair to face him. "I couldn't sleep all night. All I could think about was them. Well…you now and then, but mostly that our family and friends wouldn't be here."

"My mother would have killed me. You would have been a widow before it was time."

We both laughed out. "Sadly, I know you're not joking."

"Are you okay with all the planning being done by everyone else?"

"
They
are people who love us. Not studio people who..." I paused, not wanting to go over this again. "Besides, I don't have to do a thing other than show up and marry you? It's perfect."

He shook his head, humored. "You ready, baby?"

I stood up and wrapped my arms around his neck, as I nodded. "I love you Mr. Hughes."

"I love you, future Mrs. Hughes."

"You cut your honeymoon short for me, Erin?"

We were getting a pedicure at the Spa at the Halekulani hotel. Erin and Rebeca were next to me, while Mom and Taylor were directly across from us.

"Not really. We only had a few more days in Greece; besides my best friend is getting married, and I had free reign for planning!" she said way too excitedly.

"Andrew said this?"

"Well, he said plan something that Andria would remember for a lifetime."

"He is such a romantic," my mom added.

I teared up. "Erin, you really didn't—"

"Stop right there. You are my best friend. My sister from another mother. When your superstar fiancé tells me that he can't live without you and that he wants to make you his wife a.s.a.p., I had to agree. I promise that you are going to love it. I only thought of what you would want, but if you're feeling slighted or jilted for not planning anything tell me now," she said a bit frazzled.

I gave her a comforting smile and said. "Are you joking? I'm very happy that you all are doing everything. The fact that I don't have to think about anything is the best gift ever!"

Rebeca leaned over and said, "We're glad you think so dear. Andrew was very worried about that. Although most brides would want to plan every single detail of their wedding, he assumed you weren't that way. I told Andrew if you had an issue with it, you would tell him, hmm?" she said leading.

"Yes, Rebeca. I would have told Andrew."

"Good to hear that dear."

"I wish I could see her in person."

Taylor showed Erin and I some new pictures of Emma on her cell, while we waited for the others to finish before heading up to the suite that Andrew had reserved for us.

"You will see her soon enough. Mom spoils her, and she has Wade wrapped around her finger."

"Sorry, he couldn't come," I added.

"I didn't want Emma to fly this soon, and Wade's fine with the nanny's help. I was the one who was a nervous wreck leaving her, but I wasn't going to miss my brother's wedding."

"Mom, you're more of a mess than I am," I said as she cried harder.

"I'm just so happy for you. You have found your soul mate."

That I did. I smiled at her as she grabbed me in for another hug.

Everyone was dressed except for me, and Erin had just shown her the dress that I was going to wear. I still hadn't seen it, myself. She wanted to make it a big reveal.

"Do you know where Andrew is taking you on your honeymoon?" Erin asked as she laid the dress bag on the bed beside me.

I didn't even think about that. "I have to work next week."

"Couldn't you change it?" My mom asked concerned.

I looked over at Keira, who looked guilty. "I'm sure we will go somewhere after I return. Andrew is due back next week himself."

The thought of us not being together didn't sit well with me. Andrew and I were about to marry, and we would be spending our honeymoon apart.

"Erin, the dress is beautiful. It's exactly the one I picked out!"

I was shocked. I had already picked out a dress for the studio wedding, but in-between all of that I tried on a few more for fun the day that Erin and I had gone dress hunting. She remembered the one I said would be perfect for a beach wedding. It was a little big on me, but Erin worked her magic.

The floor length dress was strapless, made from silk, and had tiny very delicate beading weaved throughout the dress to create a faint floral pattern. There was an off white satin bow that tied on the side, and the back had a ruffled train that curved from my body to the floor. I loved this dress, and I truly loved my best friend. I began to cry along with everyone else when Erin placed the finishing white orchids along my hair braid before I turned around to see myself and the others staring in the mirror.

"Honey, you look beautiful." My mom sniffed.

"Andrew is going to flip!" Taylor snorted out a bit misty. I didn't think she had that in her.

"Before we go, I wanted to give you something."

My mom handed me a jeweled box that looked like an old music box. Erin was finishing the last touch of her hair by placing a hairpin in her up-do, before she straightened out her lavender dress. Everyone had shades of purple on, my favorite color.

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