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Chapter 12
"Jude, answer the phone," Tommy told her, still half asleep. After a couple nudges cold feet not her own, Jude scooted to her own side of the bed and rolled over to face the dresser. She groaned and picked up her cell phone, lying right next to the alarm clock.
"This better be good."
"Jude, it's me, Kat. And trust me, it's very very good."
"What are you doing Kat? It's almost three in the morning."
"Oh believe me, I know. Guess what? Nevermind, don't guess, I'll just tell you. I got laid!"
"Congrats Kat," Jude said, trying to stir up some enthusiasm for her obviously excited friend, which was a little hard at that time of night. Her and Tommy had just gone to bed, after doing plenty of unmentionable things.
"Kwest is incredible. Of course, he has already slept with Sadie so that lowers his value a few points. Is there anyone on this planet who hasn't done your sister?"
"You know, I asked a similar question and got stitches. Listen, I'm happy for you, but I'm incredibly tired. Can I call you back in say, 10 hours?"
"Yeah sure, sorry I woke you up. Goodnight."
"Uh-huh." She flipped the phone shut and set it with a thud back on the nightstand. Tommy tucked his arm around her and asked who it was.
"That was Kat. Kwest gave her a little present. Hey, while you're up, I want to ask you a question. What do you think about having the wedding in December?""Perfect. Sleep now."
"Okay. Love you," Jude said, but Tommy was already asleep.
Later that week, Jude decided to take her maid of honor and her bridesmaid shopping for their dresses. After a short discussion, Jude decided that Tommy should pick the color scheme for the wedding, so he chose his favorite color, midnight blue. The girls were in the fourth dress shop of the day, and still hadn't experienced any luck in finding dresses. Sadie was in the dressing room trying on a low cute a-line dress while Jude and Kat were occupying the chairs right outside the door.
"Kwest came over again last night," Kat said, with a bright smile splayed across her features,
"Did he? Did you guys have fun?"
"Well, I don't know if you want all the details, but we were very, very close."
Sadie walked out of the dressing room, not bothering to hide the death glare she was directing at Kat. Sadie was always jealous of anyone who had the same men she did, even if they were her leftovers.
"You're sleeping with Kwest?"
"I am. He is fabulous, but you already know that. I'm dating him as well, but I don't think you would know anything about that concept. Don't you usually just pull the guys you are with straight into bed, or the couch, or the floor, or the…"
Kat would have continued naming various places, but Jude pulled her close and whispered in her ear to stop.
"You might want to be careful there," Jude whispered to Kat as she pointed to her head, "calling Sadie names, or even inferring them, can be dangerous."
Kat laughed and stared up at Sadie, who was apparently still angry. Jude could imagine that Sadie was probably pretty tired of everyone always calling her a whore, but that didn't take the fun out of it.
"Calm down Sadie, people move on. Do you like the set you have on?" Jude was trying to keep the peace, at least until the wedding had past. Being on good terms with her sister was a nice change.
"No, I still can't find anything that I really like. I know you are supposed to pick them out, but none of them flatter me. I want one that shows all my best features." Typical Sadie, incredibly self-centered.
"Jude, I have an idea. Do you think that I can make the dresses?"
"Actually, that sounds good. That is considering that you and my sister can be civil long enough to do a dress fitting, you know."
"I think we can manage that. Do you want Sadie's dress to be the same as mine, or a different design? I can't believe I didn't think of this before. I have some idea's already."
"Okay, then I want you to take complete liberty. I trust you won't make them hideous. Now let's eat. McDonalds okay with everyone?"
"You have very poor taste," Sadie told Jude. They ended up at the same café Jude and Tommy met Ruth in. That reminded Jude to do some research, try to get a hold of her, and invite her to the wedding. If it wasn't for Ruth, they may have never taken the leap.
"When do you want to go shopping for your dress?" Sadie asked Jude when they were sitting down waiting for their food.
"In a few weeks, I guess. That would be too much to handle today. I'm going to go with my mom in a couple days to find a good venue. Then we have to find a caterer, a flower shop, and so many other things."
"That's a lot to handle Jude. I'm here for you, for whatever you need help with. I call you in the middle of the night; you can definitely do the same."
"Thanks Kat, I appreciate that. I think I am going to head home. Do you mind finding a different ride?"
"We'll be fine. Have fun."
"Thanks, and girls, get along, please." With that, Jude walked out of the restaurant and headed to her car.
"Damn," Sadie said, "she left us with the bill."
When Jude arrived home, Tommy was splayed out on the couch staring at the TV.
"What are you watching?" Jude asked as he made room for her and she dropped herself down in front of him. He pulled her closer and wrapped his arm around her stomach.
"Not Star Wars, so you don't have to say anything," he joked.
"How many times do I have to apologize for that? I'm sorry, oh so very sorry for the rest of my life."
"I know Jude; I still won't let you live it down. My father called, he said you left him a message?"
"I did, the night of the party. I wanted him to be one of the first to know, but his phone was off. Did you tell him?"
"Yeah, he was really happy. Thank you for thinking of him. As soon as we set the exact date and send out the invitations, he wants to fly out here and stay a couple weeks. Is that alright with you?"
"Of course. How did your day go?"
"I sat around and watched TV, went and ate McDonalds, then came back and watched TV. Very eventful. How about you? Find any good dresses?"
"No, Kat is actually going to design them. I tried to go to McDonalds, but you know Sadie and her tastes; fast food is beneath her. I think she picked that up in France. What do you say we go upstairs and watch this?"
"You think we are going to be watching TV if we go upstairs? Funny girl." Tommy flung Jude into his arms and carried her to their bedroom.
