A MID WEEK SURPRISE
Maria, what are you doing in there?"
"I'm getting dressed, Papa."
"Everybody is here and waiting for you."
"Well, I'm the bride and there is no wedding without me, so just let them wait."
"Maria, I'm warning you, if you are not downstairs in ten minutes, I am going to..."
"Going to what, Papa?"
"Send up Juan. He knows how to deal with you."
She smiled at the thought of Juan coming upstairs just now. The hell with the old wives tale about the groom seeing the bride before the actual ceremony. Juan would appreciate seeing her in the lacy bra, panties, and the garter belt holding up her silk stockings. She was wearing high heels and would do a little pirouette to let him get the full view. Oh, his prim and proper upbringing might kick in initially and he would threaten to take her over his knee if she didn't behave. Which wouldn't necessarily be a bad thing. I think I just might have to dawdle a little longer. Nothing like a bride blushing with afterglow, she thought to herself.
This is an excerpt from TAMING MARIA