Hailey Makes The Boy Bride -

Hailey’s grin softened into something real. When she slid the ring onto his finger, she leaned in and whispered, “Good. Because I’m not giving you back.”

“Stop fidgeting,” Hailey murmured, adjusting the veil that cascaded down his broad shoulders. She was dressed in a sharp, tailored tuxedo, her auburn hair slicked back. Her grin was that of a cat who had not only caught the canary but had also taught it to sing opera. Hailey Makes The Boy Bride

“You know,” he said, “most men give their wife a ring.” Hailey’s grin softened into something real

The reception was held in the town square. Leo, still in the gown, danced with Hailey to a country song about trains and heartache. He spun her, and she laughed—a sound he’d been trying to earn for a decade. She was dressed in a sharp, tailored tuxedo,

Here is the story based on your title, "Hailey Makes The Boy Bride" . The town of Pineridge had never seen a wedding like it.