Bossy Bride

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Let the weddings begin! I love the Dumas clan. I really do. I adore Emma’s bossy mother, her too-tall, but lovable father, and her three intimidating, tattooed brothers. And Saturday night dinners have been the BEST. Seriously, the BEST. I don’t even mind that we have to take Emma’s corporate jet down to Key West every freaking weekend to make that date. They really are everything I never had, and always wanted, in a family. But… but … they are maybe just a little bit crazy. And that’s saying something considering my last name. So when Emma gets tired of her mother’s constant wedding plans and offers up a spur-of-the-moment elopement in Vegas… well… my answer is a big, Hell, yeah! I figured we’d hit up that famous drive-through wedding chapel, tie the knot with Elvis officiating, and make it back home in time for Christmas Eve dinner. But I might’ve underestimated Emma’s sassy mom just a wee little bit. Because here she is. At my wedding. And she is having none of it . Because she brought everyone with her.