"Letty you have to come out of the dressing room sooner or later, hurry up! I can feel myself growing grey hair!" Mia yelled at me from outside the dressing room.

"Yeah, what Mia said!" Roman encouraged.

It was two months til my wedding and I still hadn't found a dress, actually I hadn't even bothered trying any on until Mia got me out of bed at the crack of dawn to come to this boutique. She's a whole lot more interested in the aspects of my wedding than I am. I just want to get it over with, I'm tired of being stressed out and having Mia breathe down my throat all the things that still have to be done. But most of all I just want to be Mrs. Toretto already, it has a certain ring to it, though I'd never tell Dom that. Everyone thinks I'm keeping my last name, no one knows I'm taking Dom's, not even Dom himself.

Looking down at myself now I felt completely out of place. I'm wearing a huge cupcake wedding dress that weighs more than I do, and with the money I'd spend on it I could easily pay for new parts for my car, ah the waste.

"Letty if you don't walk out I'm pulling you out!" Mia yelled at me again.

I slowly pulled the curtain revealing the monstrosity of my dress to the waiting Mia, and Roman.

I still had no clue why in the world Roman was here.

"You look beautiful Letty," Roman told me as I walked out.

I couldn't disagree with him, I knew the dress looked nice, but it wasn't my style, dresses in general weren't my style. I'm just wearing one to please my Mother, even though I know she's dead, I know she'd still appreciate looking down on me and seeing me in a white gown.

"Thanks Roman. I really appreciate both of you being here for this but why exactly are you here?" I asked him trying not to show him how wierd I thought it was.

"The woman. For example look at that fine black woman over there. She probably dosen't know this yet but she's not getting married, not until she gets a load of all this." He told us while pointing down to his crotch.

"Don't be such a pig!" Mia told him while slapping him in the back of the head.

I only laughed, that would be why Roman is here.

I tried on about ten more dresses before coming to the conclusion that maybe I just wasn't meant to wear a wedding dress. Everything was either to big and puffy or too detailed and silky, none of it is what I envisioned myself walking down the aisle in.

Right when I was going to tell Mia that I give up Brian walked into the boutique.

Great, I thought. More onlookers to see me wearing a girly dress.

"Hey Mi, Jack is throwing a hissy fit with the babysitter, she just called me. I went over and tried to calm him down but he said he wants you, and didn't want to bring him hear to ruin bridal dresses." Brian told Mia.

"It's fine Mi, I really don't think this whole wedding dress thing is going to work out anyways, I can't find anything I like, just forget about it, go get Jack and tell him his aunty says hi." I told her completely giving up.

"What? No way, I will do anything to see my brothers face with you in a beautiful wedding dress." She told me holding her ground.

"She's right Let, Dom's a tough guy but I would love to see him get all emotional and shit, you're the person to do it. It's your wedding day go all out," Brian encouraged me.

"But there's nothing here that's me!" I almost yelled sitting down on the small round platform with my back facing the mirrors and the huge white expensive dress I was wearing gracing the floor. I'm sure if someone who worked at the store saw me they'd kick me out.

"What about that dress over there?" He said as he walked toward it and grabbed it off the rack.

It had a sweetheart neckline but wasn't strappless it had a sheer material that covered most of my shoulders and then had a plunging back that would show all of my back. It wasn't a cinderella type dress, it was mermaid style but was all white silk and the detailing on the back was lace, but very minimal. It had a short train and was very simple.

I looked up at him surprised to find I didn't hate the dress.

"If Dom dosen't think you're stunning in this dress then he dosen't deserve to marry you." He told me before handing me the dress.

"Try it on, try it on!" Mia yelled at me.

I went back into the fitting room and got myself into the dress Brian chose. There was no mirror in the dressing room so I had to walk out to look at myself, but as soon as I stepped out I heard a chorus of gasps.

I knew this one was it, when I turned to face the mirrors on the platform and found a beautiful tan, radiating woman wearing a beautiful gown looking back at me.

I didn't feel pretty, I felt beautiful.

I heard small sniffling from the background and turned around to find Mia crying.

"You look so beautiful," She whispered into my ear as she hugged me.

"Thanks Mi," I told her as I let her go and found a speechless Roman sitting on a chair in front of me rubbing his eyes.

"It's allergy season!" He told all of us as we stared at him.

"Uhuh," Brian told him before we all laughed.

...

The rest of that Sunday afternoon was spent like any other, around the barbeque with everyone that I loved. Jack was running through the sprinklers while Mia chased after him. Dom was barbequeing, and Roman and the guys where betting on a football game from inside the porch.

That left Brian and I in the kitchen about to bring out the rest of the food. But before we did I wanted to talk to him.

"How'd you know?" I asked him as I tossed the salad.

He looked over at me with knowing eyes, "I'm his best man, I got to know," He told me with a smirk.

"Thank you"

"You're welcome," He told me putting his arm around me and kissing me on the head. "Just promise me one thing? Have all the sex you want on your honeymoon and enjoy being newly weds, but when you get back please let Jack have a cousin to play with. I can't go through Mia being pregnant again, she's emotional without pregnancy." He told me laughing as I joined him.

I punched him in the shoulder jokingly. "One day, but deffinitely not anytime soon," I told his smile ridden face.

"I can deal with that Mrs. Toretto," I looked over at him shockingly.

I was too shocked to answer him til he said, " I told you, the best man knows everything."

...

The rest of the night continued as planned. Eventually everybody left and about around eleven I was making my way to bed.

As I walked into our room I found a snooping Dom about to unzip the bag that held my wedding dress. He still hadn't noticed I had walked in and I walked up behind him.

"Dom, what do you think you're doing?" I asked him.

He jumped back running into me before steadying himself.

"Uhh, nothing just admiring you're wedding dress bag, it's really nice." He told me guilt overcoming his face and lies spilling out of his mouth.

I don't know how many times I'd have to tell him to not lie to me. One - because he sucked at it. And two - because I had no patience for it.

"It's a plastic bag Dom," I told him raising my eyebrows.

"I was just curious..," He said as he layed onto his side of the bed. "Since when are you so traditional? You've been spending too much time with my sister," He said almost as if he was mad.

"I'm not, if you want to see it, you can see it Dom," I told him pushing his shoulder down towards me so he could face me.

"Really?" He asked.

"Yeah"

He got off the bed slowly and walked back towards the small couch that held the dress in our room. He was just about to pull the zipper down when he turned around and walked back to his side of the bed.

"I think I'll wait," He whispered softly into my ear as he wrapped his arms around me.

"Two months," I whispered back to him.

"Til I see you in a beautiful white gown." He told me finishing my sentence.

"Til I become ." I told him while turning over my shoulder to find his mouth wide open.

"Letty are you seri-" He began but I kissed him mid sentence, "I love you."

"I love you more ."

Nothing had ever sounded sexier out of his mouth than the way he said that.