A/N: Not a whole lot of excuses could explain what I've been doing, just really havent been in the mood, its taken me twenty days to actually finally look at this again, the thoughts just wouldnt come for this, started some new ones but every time I sat myself down and said 'Okay Ash, you're going to get this done today' I'd stare at the screen for five minutes and gave up, I guess the date today gave me a little inspiration, the 26th instead of the 6th. Thank you to all of you whos stayed with me, and like always I've got a few more ideas for this couple which means they've stolen the thought process for my other series which I have to finish and yada yada yada no one needs to know this. Thinking about doing another little piece with this, maybe a three parter with the second part being the wedding night and returning to Vegas and finally the reception, Reviews will tell me what to do so it is now in your hands.

July 6th

6:30am

Nick lay peacefully sleeping, the blankets at his waist, his eyes moving rapidly telling an onlooker he was dreaming, of what she didn't know but she hoped it was a good one. She propped herself on her elbow, watching him sleep; something inside herself telling herself that she made a right decision in saying yes to him all those months ago.

Like the gentleman that he was he knew he would offer to pay at least half of the costs but what he didn't understand was this was her way of trying to make his dreams come true, after the dream had been said she knew what she had been thinking must come into play.

"Don't you have anything better to do then watch me sleep?" Nick asked still half asleep, eyes closed

"Nope" she merely smiled running her hand through his now shorter hair.

"Not disturbing at all" he joked, his half asleepness made his voice coarser than intended.

"I don't think so, it's a rare chance I get to watch you sleep," she said honestly

"Okay princess" his eyes still closed he pulled her closer under the blankets, knowing how true that was but didn't bothered to share that detail.

He opened his eyes and looked past her to the alarm clock and shut his eyes again.

"Why on earth would you be up this early?" she watched as her finger-trailed paths up and down his bared arm.

"I can't sleep" she whined and he didn't think there ever was a time when he heard her whine.

"I can think of a few things we can do to help that" he smiled

"Nick" she said sternly

"I was just suggesting"

"Could we just cuddle like we used to before my alarm went off?"

"Sure thing babe" he let her go to turn over, in the process he laid his arm out for her to come closer, laying back down his fore arm came in front of her neck. She didn't want this feeling to ever end.

"What are you doing?" she asked him as he began kissing her neck with soft little kisses.

"What do you think I'm doing?" he questioned back; she turned back over to face him kissing him instead.

7:45am

"No we have to stop" she pushed him off her; somehow they ended up with his boxers down below his knees and her with only her panties on.

"It's a little late to stop" he told her hoping she got the double innuendo in his statement

"We have to get ready" she threw the sheets off her, bending down to grab her shirt, slipping it back on she went over to the dresser pulling out a button up shirt that he thought looked very familiar to him.

"Is that mine?" he laid back against the headboard hoping that the look of him laying here half naked would encourage her back to bed.

"I don't think so" she turned back to her dresser and putting it back in, grabbing the sweats beneath where the shirt had laid. Reaching into another drawer grabbed the necessities she went into the bathroom.

"So much for looks" he muttered to himself as he climbed out of bed, walking straight over to the dresser the shirt had been in, he remembered that shirt, it had been in the back of his closet for over a year or so he thought. How long had she had it?

Thinking he could surprise her in the shower he tried to open the door but found it locked, she knew him way too well for his own good.

Emerging from the bathroom twenty minutes later sweats on, sporting a big grin and dripping wet hair she walked over to him kissing his neck.

"You're on thin ice here" she giggled into his neck, and he felt the stirring again, it had taken him the last twenty minutes of thinking about baseball, and his grandmother to calm him down and with a few kisses she blew that all to hell.

"I think that making the no sex rule until the wedding night was stupid, I mean it is our wedding day and all" she continued her assault on his neck, he grabbed her by her arms pinning her up against the wall. Looking up at him mischievously grinning she reached for him again, kissing him wildly, he was in the middle of deciding whether to take her right there or direct her to the bed, when the knocking started. He kept kissing hoping it was someone else knocking on a different door.

"Nick I have to go" she told him after she'd pulled away, walking over to the door, she opened it no bigger than necessary, hiding whomever it was on the other side of the door.

Not even five minutes later there was a knock at the door, a bellman holding up a garment bag, and a box of what he guessed were shoes.

"Mr. Stokes, I'm to escort you out onto the golf course, please put these on"

"Okay" he wasn't sure whether to invite the person in or leave him waiting in the hall but he changed quickly, brushing his teeth in haste and pausing only long enough to put deodorant on. The man in front of him walked at a brisk pace and he felt like they were late for something he wasn't sure of.

"Right this way" he really wanted to call him a butler or something from the way he was dressed, and the way he walked but kept his mouth shut. And where the hell had Katie gone?

He was dressed for golf, but if he was going to tee off himself they had another thing coming.

Reginald motioned him to enter the golf cart that was waiting for both of them, and only then did he catch his name as the sun caught his nametag.

"Where are we going?" he finally asked

"That I'm afraid I cannot tell you" Reginald finally stopped by the first tee, where three other men where standing, their back to him. Hearing the cart stopped the three men turned and there stood his father and two brothers. Handshakes were exchanged and the game began.

The wedding started promptly as the last rays of sunshine bid their adieu for the day, he stood in his suit that seemed oddly familiar, which was waiting for him when he returned from the game, which was his best yet. He smiled to his mother who dabbed his fathers handkerchief at her eyes, he saw movement out of the corner of his eyes, knowing his brothers stood beside him. He winked at his sister who held his nephew, who was asleep dressed in a little tux. Music started and he saw Katie's two sisters walk down separately in matching periwinkle dresses, an orchid placed in there ear, each holding white roses and taking the respective places at the altar, and his nerves knotted in his stomach. His breath caught in his throat as the wedding march sounded and Katie in her dress walked down the aisle her dad at her side. He'd blame the sun being in his eyes although he was facing the wrong direction but he got a little teary eyed and couldn't stop the grin that donned his face as she came closer and closer.

Soon enough clapping and cheers were heard, as the two kissed, the sun no longer visible at the horizon and together hand in hand, Katie and Nick walked down the aisle as husband and wife. Ready for anything that fate threw their way.