"Ladies and gentleman, at this point in the evening, Whitney would like all of the single ladies to please line up on the dance floor!"

"OOhh! The bouquet toss! I'll be right back!" Theresa sprang from Ethan's lap to be the first one in line for the tossing of the bouquet. She knew that there were still quite a few single ladies at the reception, like Simone and Jessica, and she wanted to make sure she had a heads up to catch the flowers.

"Come on, girls!" Whitney yelled. "I know ya'll are out there! Ready, here we go!"

"1...2....3!" the DJ said in to the microphone.

The flowers went hurdling through the air, and fell perfectly in to Theresa's hands.

As Whitney turned, she saw that Theresa had caught the bouquet. "You go, girl!"

"Allright, now Chad would like to see all the single gentleman on the floor. Come on, I know your out there, and from the looks of the young lady who caught the bouquet, this dance floor should be full!"

"It doesn't matter if there are a thousand men on that floor", Ethan said, standing up to take of his tux jacket, "I'm catching that garter!" And made his way to the middle of the floor.

"Okay, guys. Here it comes!" Chad yelled.

"1....2....3!" the DJ repeated a second time. As Ethan looked up, he realized it was going slightly to the right of him, so he used his height to his advantage, and jumped up to catch the garter.

"That's my boy!" Chad said.

"Now, if we could have the young lady back on the floor that caught the bouquet."

Theresa ran up to Ethan to kiss him. "Nice catch! You should play more basketball!"

"Now, if I could have the young lady sit down in this chair, we'll have the gentleman who caught the garter place it on the young lady's leg.", the DJ explained in to the microphone.

As Theresa sat down, the DJ turned around to go back to his music. But before he could get away, Ethan grabbed the microphone from his hands. "Actually, that won't be necessary", Ethan said in to it.

"Ethan, what are you doing?" Theresa asked him whispering.

"Theresa," he said back to her, again speaking in to the microphone. "I'm doing something, that I've waited my entire life for. Theresa Lopez-Fitzgerald, you have had my heart, ever since I was six years old, and your mother brought you over to my father's house just a few days after you were born. I thought you were the most beautiful baby girl I had ever seen. As I watched you growing up, I still thought you were cute, and I liked spending time with you. Even though you made me play Barbies and tried to feed me half cooked meals from your Easy Bake oven. You captured my heart then, and you still have my heart now. And I don't mind, not one bit."

In one swoop, Ethan got down on one knee in front of Theresa, and pulled a little black box out of his breast pocket. Theresa gasped out loud.

"Theresa Marie Lopez-Fitzgerald, I have loved you, my entire life, and I want to spend the rest of my life loving you, always. Would you please do me the honor, of becoming my wife?"

By the time Ethan got the words out of his mouth, Theresa had tears streaming down her cheeks. "Yes!" she jumped up and said. "Yes I'll marry you, Ethan Samuel Bennett!"

As the couple shared a passionate kiss, the entire wedding reception burst in to tidal wave of thunderous applause. But all Ethan and Theresa could hear, were the whispers they were planting in each other's ears.

"I love you, Ethan."

"I love you, Theresa, always."

THE END