Author's Note: Hey to everyone who decided to continue with me on this journey involving my Red trilogy. This will be the third (and final, I promise) installment. Just as a note, this story picks up where the last left off. This is the first story to not start in the middle and it's written more like a grouping of novellas (I guess...?) that each take place in a different year of Spencer and Toby's marriage.

Now that all of the formalities are out of the way...

Prologue

"Are we really married?" Spencer murmured as she stared at the gold vintage wedding band with a diamond that once belonged to Toby's mother.

He nodded before kissing her on the head.

"We have a few minutes before we have to go out there," she said quietly before looking at the door leading out to the ballroom where the cocktail hour was being held.

"What are you trying to say?" Toby asked cautiously.

She let a faint smile cross her lips. "I think you know what I'm trying to say," she replied as she reached for his hands.

"As enticing and great as that sounds, I'm almost sure that's not a good idea," he answered.

She pouted. "Well I guess you'll have to make it up to me on our honeymoon," she sing-songed. "Maybe two or three or seven times over."

"I'm starting to wonder what's gotten into you," he teased.

"Well…you know what they say. Sex is the first thing to go," she told him.

He was about to say something before there was a knock at the door.

"Come in!" Spencer chirped before getting up.

Hanna walked in. Her hair looked perfect, as per usual, but she looked a bit frazzled. "Hey, how are the two of you lovebirds doing?" she asked breathlessly.

"Fine, but the question is how are you doing?" Toby inquired with concern.

Hanna sighed quickly. "I'm fine. I've been chasing Cassidy around. I don't know how or when, but she managed to get to some sweets and now she's running around like crazy. I managed to get her and return her to Aria, but who knows when she's going to get the next wave of her sugar rush?" she asked before taking Spencer's seat. After exactly five seconds of taking deep breaths, Hanna jumped back up and turned to them, shaking her head. "I'll get time to breathe later, after this is over. I should probably get back to my job as maid of honor," she said before walking back towards the door. "And Mrs. Cavanaugh? I expect you to do an amazing job as my maid of honor when I get married," she said before opening the door and exiting.

Spencer laughed. "You have to love Hanna…" she thought aloud.

She rested her head on his shoulder as they danced slowly. It wasn't elaborate or ostentatious like some couples insisted their first dances be. It was simple. It was sincere. It wasn't trying to impress anyone. In a nutshell, it reflected them as a couple.

As the song ended, she pulled back to face him as other couples and other people joined them on the floor.
"This day was perfect," she commented.

"There's no such thing as perfect."

"That's what I thought. But this day was," she said. "I got married to the most amazing person ever. What could be more perfect than that?"

"I'm not that amazing…"

She smiled. "But you are. And now you're all mine forever. So good luck ever trying to get out of it," she teased.

"I'm kind of surprised you'd even think that of me," he answered, feigning disbelief.

She shook her head. "You're a goofball. But more importantly, you're my goofball."

From across the room, Aria was holding Cassidy as she stood next to Emily. Cassidy was falling asleep rather quickly. Emily looked with some kind of envy at all the couples around the room. She wanted love like that.

"What are you thinking, Em?" Aria asked as Cassidy began murmuring something into her shoulder.

Emily sighed and shrugged. "I don't know. It's been a long time since I've been on a date."

Aria nodded. "Well, I can guarantee that you're going to make some lucky girl really happy one day," Aria assured her.

Emily just sighed again.

Back on the dance floor, Hanna was dancing with Caleb. But she couldn't help but be distracted. She was biting down on her lower lip so hard, Caleb was concerned she might start bleeding.

"Are you okay, Hanna?" he asked, interrupting her thoughts.

She snapped back into reality. "Oh, um, yeah, it's just…if they didn't get that cake exactly right I think I might have to go after somebody," she said.

He just laughed and she smiled.

"But Toby—"

"Spencer, are you really—"

"Yes, I'm really asking you to take me home!" she exclaimed. "I miss my baby," she complained.

"Spencer, Pandora is fine at home. She was sleeping when Emily checked on her, remember?" Toby inquired.

"I know, but that was hours ago. Please, Toby?" she said with pleading brown eyes.

"The wedding is almost over, Spencer. Can we wait until then?" he asked.

She sighed. "Fine," she gave in. "But if my baby is upset or hurt—"

"Cats are really independent creatures, Spencer. They can usually handle themselves for as long as a day or two. I think she's fine for a few hours."

"I know, but she's all alone and what if she's lonely?" Spencer inquired with the concern in her voice evident. Toby couldn't help but wonder what it would be like leaving their child at home with a babysitter for the first time. Spencer would be a mess.

"We can leave in an hour, Spencer. It only takes half an hour to get back."

She sighed. "Fine, I guess that's okay," she mumbled.

Pandora meowed as she trotted over to Spencer and Toby when they walked through the door. Spencer quickly scooped her up in her arms.

"I'm sorry that Daddy didn't want to come home early to see you," Spencer said to Pandora as Pandora buried her head into Spencer's dress.

"Really, Spence?" Toby inquired. He still couldn't keep the amusement out of his voice.

"She was lonely! Just like I said she would be! And now we have to leave her again…" Spencer trailed off. Pandora was purring in her arms.

"She and Hanna seemed to be pretty good friends. I don't think you have anything to worry about," Toby said as he put his hands on her shoulders.

Spencer just pouted when she looked down at Pandora and had to think of leaving her again.

He just sighed behind her. "I'm going to draw a hot bath. Do you want to join me?"

She could tell he was smiling when he said it. Of course, he was; he got her with that.

"I'll be there in five minutes."

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