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Okay, so Lily was fussing a little bit, but she wasn’t stressed out. Not really. This was totally the normal amount to be fussing right now. Her wedding was tomorrow. “Okay, so remember,” she said to her fiancé—so soon to be husband, she was so excited. “The hairdresser is coming at noon tomorrow.”“Great,” James said with a grin. “And while you do that, I'll check in on the ring bear.” He had it all planned out. Everything would be great.Lily froze though.“I'm sorry... You're saying ring bearer with an -er, right?”“…” said James.She sighed. “Okay, look into my eyes and say "I promise I'm not bringing a dangerous wild animal to our wedding.”Some things were better left to the imagination.