Harper Family Wedding
Then it was his family, and I have never really been a slave to the idea of my partner’s family. There was a cousin’s wedding and Ben wanted me to attend with him, as his other half. It was being held in the country, up near Mount Macedon. It was formal, of course. I was nervous. Jesus fuck, who thought this was a good idea, I thought as I got out of Ben’s BMW in the carpark. The guests were all arriving at once. Ben and I dressed in black dinner suits. Ben looked super handsome, blonde hair, blue eyes, black suit. It wasn’t until we got there that I realised how nervous he, actually, was. We stood by the car in the car park, staring at the stone church. “Okay, you ready?” I asked. “Yep,” said Ben. “Let’s do it.” We stepped forward at exactly the same time. Ben looked back at me and smiled, I swear my breath stopped just momentarily. We were like two James Bonds. “Stirred, not shaken,” I said. “What?” said Ben. “We look like James Bond.” “Two James Bond?” “Why not,” I said. “He was a f...