A/n: I said I'd get a sequel up didn't I? Sequel to marriage counselling.

Chapter 1:

Hi. I'm Dana Cruz... feels weird saying that again. See I was Dana Johansson for so long it kinda stuck. Today is my best friends wedding day, Zoey Brooks is about to become Zoey matthews. I'm chief bridesmade... for the third time in my life. You know what they say... three times a bridesmaid, never the bride. Weddings always make me teary, I don't want to cry but as I walk my toddling one year old (Zoey's flower girl) down the aisle, I am severely temped. ("Rhiannnon sweetie, throw them don't eat them!")

I take my place besides Logan as they take their vows. My wedding was awful, someone might as well have held a shot gun to my back, I shudder and Logan sees my discomfort. He's not my husband... heck he's not even my boyfriend. He's my therapisy, and also my daughters dad. Yes little miss innocent Cruz was bonking her therapist while she was married... Aren't I nice?

I'm in full floods now.
"Mommy no wy." Rhiannon whispered. I pick her up and cuddle her.
"Mommy's just happy sweetheart." I tell her. Logan's hand rubs my shoulder comfortingly. it's actually kind of sivkening. I really like him but I guess it's not mutual, there was something, before Rhi was born, when I first moved in with him, some sort of spark but it faded. My one pet peeve is that he psycho analyses me ALL the time, other than that he's basically the perfect guy.

So... Zoey and Chase are married. I'm sat on a couch watching tellytubbied with Rhiannon and Logan. It's ok when it's the three of us, it just seems right, mommy daddy and baby. But when Rhiannon goes to bed it always gets awkward. It's like neither of us know how to interact with one another.
"Do you ever imagine your wedding day?" I ask in interest on one of these long silent nights whilst our daughter is sleeping. Chase and Zoey's got me thinking, it's got me asking questions.
"I guess..." He shrugged "Dunno do you?" I nod wistfully.
"My second time down the aisle is going to be 'the one'... I don't care about the price or the guests or even the dress... as long as it's better than the last time..." I breathe. He smirks.
"Well, it'd be hard pressed for you to do worse." I pause
"Think we'll ever get married."
"Dana..." He sighs shaking his head. "I thought we were clear on this..." Oh no god he's going to lecture me.
"I didn't mean to each other!" I'm very aware that I'm blushing. I'd love to marry him.

"Oh right! Me maybe... you... definitely." He smiles softly. I hate it when he smiles. He does it deliberately to make me feel wooshish. I'm not too articulate when he smiles either.
"Why?"
"You're smart." he says tapping his thumb. "Gorgeous, amazing, funny, caring..." he ticks off each finger. As he runs out of fingers I cut him off.
"I also have an ex husband and a baby." I sigh heftily realising just how much baggae I come with, another reason Logan would be perfect for me. He knows all of this already.
"So... Rhiannon won't hold you back and Paolo's history... come on what man wouldn't want you?" He playfully punches my shoulder.
"I can name one..." I whisper.

See that's me trying to hit on him. He knows it, and here it comes...
"Dana you crave attention." he always does that. Whenever I suggest anything between us he starts to psychoanalyse me. I ALWAYS deny it, I don't crave attention. But tonight is different, Zoey is MARRIED for pete's sake. I want that, that happy life, the romance. So tonight I DO crave attention.
"Then give me it?" I plead. he looks shocked, partially I suppose because I've never agreed with his psychobabble, and partially because I'm coming onto him. I take the opportunity during his stunned silence to kiss him. But he has fast reflexes, almost as soon as my lips are on his he's pulled back. I bite my lip. he sighs and sinks lower into his seat.

There is a deafening silence before he speaks.
"It's not fair on Rhiannon." He says very softly.
"Why not?" I ask curiously, Rhiannon could use stability, I mean when she gets to five years old she's going to start wondering why mommy and daddy don't sleep in the same bed surely?
"You think at 21 we'd be together forever? If we have a really nasty break up... what happens to her?"
"Logan..." I start, intending to find a rebuttle.
"Dana you think I don't want this? You think I don't love you? I do Dana I promise... but we have Rhiannon to think about." He said the L word! OMG! (Hey... I just reminded myself of Nicole Bristow)
"But... if we never give it a shot we'll never know. Maybe we are true love?" I suggest hopefully putting my hand on his.

"Dana we're a fling gone wrong!" He snaps. He's angry and upset. I catch my breath.
"How can you say that?" I can't believe it. "How can you say this is WRONG!" I demand. "Rhiannon is my world! I thought she was yours too, but if you don't feel that way then maybe we should just leave!" I cry. I hate crying, it's one thing to cry at a wedding but Logan made me cry and that's totally different. I've always prided myself on being strong. He doesn't know what to do, so he wraps his arms around me protectively.
"I'm sorry Dana. I didn't mean that. She is my world." He whispers in my ear "Don't take her from me... don't leave Dana, please."
"I won't... I have no where. No ONE else..." I sigh depressedly into his shirt.
"Even if you did..."
"I wouldn't leave." I assure him softly, moving closer into his cuddle. I think I'm starting to fall asleep, but I don't want to get up and go to bed.

It feels nice, to wake up in his arms. Seriously, I have never EVER done that with a guy. I've slept with two guys. Paolo was never into that, with Paolo sex was sex was sex. With Logan I didn't technically 'sleep' there was no bed involved, just a leather therapists couch. So I've never woken up in a man's arms. He looks so peaceful when he sleeps, I can't resist stealing a kiss while he sleeps. I pull back thanking him for staying asleep. I hear Rhiannon waking up in the bedroom. I don't want to see her, for the first time since she was born I don't want to see her. I want to stay here. I kiss Logan again, praying she'll stay asleep but there's no such luck as she starts to cry. Logan wakes mid kiss and to my complete surprise he kisses me back.

I haven't kissed him since I was 19! He breaks off, says nothing and goes to see Rhiannon. All morning we're shy and nervous and awkward. As reassurance when I cook dinner and Rhiannon's in her highchair in the next room he kisses my cheek.
"I DO love you... kay." He says. If he's trying to convince me that it's better that we stay apart he's not doing a good job. I'm ansty for the night time, for when Rhiannon goes to bed, and I find myself intentionally putting her to bed a little earlier.

I kiss him very suddenly, and I think I scare him because he falls against the door.
"Dana don't..." He says awkwardly.
"Logan..." All I hafta say is his name and he nods, I think he understands that I love him. I don't even think it has to be said. I won't explain the next part, but the kissing progressed, and for the second morning running I wake up in his arms.

A/n: What do you think?