If Only You by Chloe Liese EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
- Authors: Chloe Liese
- Language: English
- Genre: Romantic Comedy
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ZIGGY
Playlist: “Shame,” ElleKing
This just might be the perfect day. Except for one small thing:
My underwear.
Standing beside my siblings, I smile for another wedding photo and try
to focus on how magical this day has been instead of how far my panties are
riding up my butt. I think about this gorgeous beachfront wedding that just
went off without a hitch for my brother Ren and his now wife, Frankie,
who’s been like a sister to me for years.
I think about the glorious tangerine
sun glowing on the horizon, the luscious sea breeze that’s kept me cool this
afternoon, despite the heat weaving through our whole chaotic Bergman
brood—my parents, six siblings, their partners, and my niece and nephew.
The camera clicks as my little gratitude exercise comes to a close,
unfortunately leaving me no less aware of the wedgie from hell. I wiggle
my butt to try to dislodge it and force my grimace into a smile as the
photographer calls for one more take.
“Okay,” Frankie says after the next click of the camera, brushing back a
lock of dark hair from her face. “That’s enough memory making. This bride
needs a seat, five minutes of quiet, and a very large glass of red wine.”
“Coming right up,” the wedding planner says, jumping into action.
The tight photographer-staged ball of our family dissolves into easy
mingling—quick laughter and steady conversation. Before someone can
rope me into it, I scamper away across the sand, sandals hooked on my
fingers, making a beeline for the elegant venue that boasts grand doors
opened wide to the sights and sounds of the beach, the dwindling light
mingling with ivory candles and floral centerpieces.
Trying to be circumspect, I follow the edge of the room, racking my
memory for the nearest bathroom, though, at this point, I will take a closet,
nook, the first private space available, to lose these horrible panties,
because I’m about to crawl out of my skin.
Not everyone gets this upset about their underwear riding up their butt;
however, I’m autistic, and I have a lot of sensory issues. Itchy seams, fabric
bunched where it shouldn’t be, send me spiraling if I don’t address the issue
promptly. I need to find somewhere to deal with my sensory misery
immediately.
As I finally locate the restroom and stumble into the lounge area—an art
deco ode to shell-pink velvet and bronze accents—I come to an abrupt stop,
encountering the one thing that could distract me from the underwear from
hell:
People talking about me
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