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Going to the spa had been a new experience for Angie She had felt aard in the hushed and ultrafeh the ornate doors, she had felt like a cluant swans “You know, that was the first time I’ve been to a spa”

“No need to tell me that I’ve seen your cuticles,” Robin said “But still, that event was designed to help the bride relax And Britt has been incredibly stressed out”

Angie wholeheartedly agreed with that Brittany had a strong vision for the wedding and reception, but there were too hly efficient assistant and three bridesmaids at her beck and call, there had been a series of proble”

“Don’t even say that!” Robin shook her head vigorously “Not until after the wedding She has to fit into that dress”

No solid foods for a week? It sounded like torture to Angie “The dress fits perfectly She doesn’t have anything to worry about But she should stop the liquid diet It can make a person tired and irritable”

Robin’s eyes widened “You think Britt is irritating?”

She really needed to be more careful with her words Didn’t she know by now that the bridal party was a walking, talking minefield? All the coie already had a sneaky suspicion that being Brittany’s bridesthen their relationship She needed to work harder if she wanted to stay friends with Patrick “No, I said—”

The hot pink stage curtains were ripped back and five strippers stood silently on the dark stage They wore black neckties and low-slung leather pants Angie jumped, startled, as the women around her ild

Robin raised her arht as the first few notes of “It’s Raining Men” played Angie dutifully smiled and clapped as she watched the raphy and frenetic lighting hid the fact that only a feere good dancers

Angie’s e as one of the strippers straddled her No one could accuse the bride-to-be of being shy Brittany enjoyed the special attention

The ie ad ar sculpted bodies They were attractive Sexy But she didn’t feel the need to go crazy at the sight of them