Meant to Marry Me: Nashville Country Dreams Part 1 Novel - Chapter 35

"Play a song!" Monica insisted, sitting on a bench set back from the fire. After dinner, everyone had played on the beach until the sun went down, and now the wedding party was roasting marshmallows. It was a warm evening, so the fire was low, and the benches were nowhere close enough for the sticks to reach, so anyone who wanted a treat had to stand and approach the flames. Bree was content to eat the sugary snacks without warming them first.

"Do you know 'Unchained Melody'?" Monica asked as Bree considered whether or not to make an excuse as to why she didn't want to play while Monica sang. "I do," she said. When she'd agreed to bring her guitar, she'd figured it would be for a sing along, not to listen to the bride-to-be serenade the rest of the group. But… it was her wedding, and Bree didn't want to be contrary. "Good, good!

Play it, and I'll sing it for Trent." Bree shifted her attention slightly to Trent for a moment before she stood to grab her instrument. He was sitting next to Monica, and she was draped all over him, as usual. He didn't look like he wanted to be serenaded, but it was obvious he wasn't going to protest either. With her back to the crowd, Bree got her guitar out of its case and found a smile. By the time she got back to the bench, she was calmer.

She didn't look at Trent as she tuned her guitar and then started to play the intro to the song Monica had requested. When she got to the part where Monica was supposed to come in, she gave a nod at the bride, and she started to sing. It was awful. Bree had to bite the inside of her cheek to keep from making a face.

If someone would've handed Monica one of the buckets the children who'd been out with their families earlier playing in the sand had been using, she wouldn't have been able to carry the tune. In order to keep herself together, Bree couldn't look at Monica or anyone else, but she knew there were other people trying their best not to laugh. "Play 'Under the Moon,'" Lilly said. "Okay." Bree thought that was a fitting song, so she started to play.