The Trouble with Marrying a Movie Star (35 page)

"What is in the box Mom?"

"Just a letter your grandmother wrote to me when I married your father, it holds some of her wisdom for marriage and I thought you might like it."

I opened the faded worn out letter, tearing up at the script that I hadn't seen for many years now. The first thing I read was "not to go to bed angry at each other." Then I laughed at the second sentence. "If you do, make it one hell of a good time."

"You're sure about this boy?" Dad asked as I fixed his gray tie.

The men all had dark gray suits on and went for long ties versus bow ties. It was perfect for a beach wedding. "Yes, dad. I am very sure about Andrew."

"If he gives you any problems, you let me know." He winked with a smile.

"Ah, is Andrew growing on you?"

He furrowed his brows. "Your happiness is all I ask for and if he makes you happy…"

I kissed him on the cheek. "I love you dad."

"Love you more."

The weather was perfect. A warm fragrant breeze filled the air with the enormous amount of flowers that surrounded us. As Dad and I walked closer to the ocean, I could hear the harpist playing in the distance before I saw our family and friends who were seated to either side of the aisle.

It was beautiful. Rows of white seats were decorated with white satin ribbons and purple orchids draped the backs. Tropical flowers were everywhere, and lavender rose petals carpeted the sand. The entire scene was beautiful, but seeing Andrew waiting for me at the flower arched altar took my breath away. The joy that I saw in Andrew's eyes, as his smile grew when he saw me, made my heart melt. He was breathtaking, and I didn't think I could ever love him more than I did at that moment.

As my dad and I moved closer to him, all I could focus on was getting to Andrew. "You're so beautiful," was the first thing he said as my father brought me to a stop beside him.

Andrew then thanked my dad, and shook his hand before he took my hand and our fingers intertwined. We stood in front of the minister, as we gazed into each other's eyes, and the moment overwhelmed me. Tears involuntarily fell down my face. I smiled to myself for a second thinking how Erin was going to kill me for ruining my make-up. Andrew raised one brow, and I mouthed my make-up and looked over at Erin. He looked as well, and we both started to laugh in the middle of the minister's words.

I didn't expect to not fully hear or comprehend what the minister was saying. I heard the usual words being said, but my head was spinning, and all I could focus on was Andrew. When it came time to recite our vows, I realized that we had never said anything about them.

I freaked out when Andrew asked if it would be okay for us to wing this part. Everyone laughed except me. He winked and said, "I will go first." He turned to everyone and spoke out. "Andria and I haven't discussed this part, so if you don't mind, I'm just going to speak from my heart. First, I want to thank my parents for showing me a marriage that I've always inspired to have. The love that you both have shown to Taylor and me…I never thought I would
ever
find someone who I could feel that way about, until I met Andria."

Andrew turned back to me, lifting our clasped hands and kissed the inside of my wrist, before turning to my parents.

"Dan and Sophia, words cannot express how grateful I am to be marrying your daughter. Alexandria is my heart, my lifeline, my soul mate. I can't breathe without her, and I promise to take extra special care in making sure that she knows how much she means to me every single day."

I turned to look at my mom who had tears streaming down her face. My dad even looked touched by Andrew's words.

"Andria," he said as he turned towards me. "You always take my breath away. It was fate that brought you to me that first night, baby. The first moment I saw you, it was as if my soul breathed out 'finally.' We've gone through a hell of a lot to get to this point, but it was all worth it to be able to call you my wife."

I reached over and kissed him. I heard a few
um hums
, but it was our wedding, and we could kiss if we wanted too. After the kiss, I spoke. "Andrew, the first time I saw you, I felt euphoric. I couldn't figure out why my entire body tingled and flashes of light spread across my eyes as I watched you. Never in my wildest dreams would I have imagined that one day I would be standing here marrying
you
. You are the man of my dreams, and I will never take that for granted. How could I not believe in fate? It was kind enough to bring me to you. I love you with my entire being. I am honored to be your wife, and very happy to call you
mine
."

After we both had finished speaking, the minister said a few more words and then pronounced us as husband and wife. Andrew took me into his arms and kissed me passionately. We kissed for a while, and I heard cheers and clapping as well as Hawaiian music playing in the background. When we turned to face our family, they all rushed up to congratulate us with hugs and kisses.

Finally
, I was Mrs. Andrew Hughes!

After signing the marriage license that Andrew had to pull strings for on such short notice, we were headed back from the north shore to the Halekulani hotel where the reception was being held.

"Does it feel any different, Mrs. Hughes?" He turned towards me in the back seat of the Town car.

I giggled. "You saying Mrs. Hughes feels
very
different, but I love the sound of it."

"Me too," he said leaning over to kiss me.

We stole kisses the entire ride into Waikiki before the car pulled up to the hotel.

"You know this is my favorite hotel on Waikiki beach."

"I know."

I raised a brow. "That doesn't surprise me. Erin told you?"

"She did." He grinned and nodded.

The driver opened Andrew's door and then came around to open mine. As I stepped out I said, "I love the suite you reserved for us, by the way."

He shut the door, and we started walking towards the hotel's entrance. "Wait until you see
our
suite."

"We're staying here?" I stopped walking.

"I thought our honeymoon night needed to be somewhere where we could come back to in the future."

I smirked at him before I grabbed his tie and pulled him close to me. "You have thought of everything." I said, and then kissed him good.

Andrew and I walked into a candle lit garden decorated with fragrant flowers; the deep blue ocean as its backdrop. There was one large table exquisitely decorated with fine china and linen and crystal glasses that sparkled everywhere. To one side, there was an outdoor living area set up for socializing. On the other side was a dance floor with musicians playing Hawaiian music and a woman in a beautiful traditional Mumu danced slowly.

Erin was the first to walk up to us. "You out did yourself," Andrew complimented.

"Only the best for my besty," she said as she hugged me.

"This is incredible. Thank you."

"No need for thank you’s," she said beaming.

"Andria, you look beautiful," Miles said as he grabbed my hand and kissed it.

"How was the honeymoon?" I asked.

"A gentleman would never tell, but it was very good."

"Yes it was," Erin said wrapping her arms around his waist.

"Andria, Andrew, congratulations." Evie and a man I had never met walked up to us.

"Thank you," Andrew said hugging her and shaking the man's hand. "Andria, this is my agent, Tom Powell."

I should have known. I knew Evie was dating his agent. "It's very nice to finally meet you."

"You as well. I never thought Andrew was going to get married, but now that I see you, it completely explains why his head has been in his ass these past few months."

We all laughed except Andrew.

"Ah, Andrew, you can be so sensitive," Evie said, patting his face. "I know dad is smiling on you right now."

That made him smile as he kissed her cheek.

"Hey man, you have your own woman," Tom scolded.

"Oh, I don't mind sharing," I added.

Andrew and Tom turned to look at me, slacked jaw. Evie high-fived me as we laughed.

"For the record baby, I'm not into sharing." Andrew wrapped his arm around my waist.

"Good to know." I laughed kissing him.

"You two are so cute," Evie added. "When you get back, I get first dibs for an interview?"

Andrew shook his head and said, "It's up to Andria, she's the boss."

"Man, you are learning," Tom chuckled.

"As long as we get to see the questions ahead of time," I warned.

"Of course. Whatever makes you feel comfortable. I'm just eager to get to you both first."

"Okay, can we let go of the business talk and enjoy the party?" Tom pulled Evie into his side. "She takes advantage of every opportunity. It doesn't matter where we are; she'd schmooze her way into peoples' bedrooms if she could."

"Hell yeah, I would!"

Andrew shook his head laughing. "Buck taught you well."

"Yes, Dad did."

"What did dad do?" Maisie walked up with a martini in her hand.

"Nothing, sis. What are you drinking?" Evie asked.

"A Pineappletini and this baby is
strong
."

"Oh, I need one of those," I said.

"Here, have mine." Maisie handed me her glass.

"Oh, no I couldn't."

"It's your day. I can get another one. Besides, I need to make a good impression on my new boss."

I looked at Andrew confused. They both laughed. "I think she means you, Andria."

"I thought you were Andrew's new manager?"

"I am, but I know who the boss is." She winked.

I laughed. "You need a raise."

"I love you already."

"Hey," Andrew gawked. "I don't have a say?"

We all looked at him and collectively said, "No."

Tom laughed and said, "I told ya man," as he simulated a whipping motion with his hand, along with the sound.