Roxy sat in the bridal suite shaking like a leaf. Her eyes wide, she looked in the mirror in horror.

“I can’t do this. No more first dates. No more first kisses. My life will be over as I know it. I’ll be a married old hag.”

Spice couldn’t help but laugh as she pulled on her blue, off-the-shoulder bridesmaid dress over her beautiful ebony skin. “Girl. You know that man is your world. You had crushed on him as long as I’ve known you.”

Caly stopped pulling her long blond hair into an updo and stepped into action to do her wedding fairy godmother duties. “Roxy. Look at me,...