The church was reserved, the venue was booked, Lisa and the women were deep in the whole dress discussion, and it was all coming together like some kind of whirlwind tornado making Michael's head spin. He had fully expected a certain amount of fuss from Lisa after all it was finally their turn to tie the knot, exchange the vows, and be married.

Michael expected some crazed bride antics but his own Lisa seemed to be handling all the details and planning really smooth. She was being so practical it made Quinn seem tame by comparison. He wondered if he should start worrying about it.

'Do you guys think Lisa is settling on everything too fast? Do you figure her agreeing to the hotel because I like it? I asked Lisa a few times , she insists it's what she wants but she has said that about that weird kiwi diet she did that one time too so I don't know what to think ' He took a drink of the bourbon , blanched , then helped himself to a gulp of Chase's sweet tea ,' yech ! '

'Sure, Michael, help yourself, buddy 'cracked Chase, helping himself to another piece of the home baked bread in the basket between them,' why are you even drinking that crap in the first place? '

Michael made a face at him.' It's a gentlemen's drink , I'm a gentleman , and there are folks here my parents know so I don't want to be too California cool around here . Mom wouldn't care one way or another a bunch of old biddies say about me but I'm just trying to be cool here. Understand? '

He didn't want to step on anyone's toes accidentally especially since his mother was stocking inventory for her antique shop hoping to cater to some of those stuffy old women that held court at the local country club and in the preservation society to boot .

Not to mention it might be kind of fun for his wedding to be the talk of the town.

Logan took a long pull on his own glass of beer then considered, folded his arms across his chest before answering. He thought it felt similar to him trying to please Malcolm at his and Quinn's country club engagement party so he could relate.

'Decorum, right? I get it, Michael,' replied an understanding Logan, not mincing words,' just don't obsess over it. It's weird Lisa's not all about checking out the other venues your Mom picked up but you know , Quinn didn't even want to look at other places , she wanted the house '

Michael choked down another drink determined not to waste his money even if he hated the damn liquor. Next round he was switching back to sweet tea.

' You freaked out that you didn't invite enough of your Dad's close business honchoes , dude ,' informed Michael, as it sank in ,' oh shit , are you saying I am obsessing like you did ? '

Logan shrugged then made a sound that could have been half laugh, half groan in response to the obvious. Lisa was pretty laid back with Michael being the drama dude in their relationship so it made sense he would be doing the meltdown thing. He had a few moments of his own during the initial wedding planning but Logan figured since he and Quinn were also dealing with a psycho too, he was entitled to lose his cool .

'I'm seeing signs are all, man …..You might want to watch it '

Chase yanked off a hunk of a biscuit from the basket between them using it to illustrate his own point. Michael was easily the most emotional of them all and could be swayed by the slightest suggestion of the dream wedding – after all, they had at one time all endured a marathon of chicks' flicks in the vein of Father of the Bride to Going to the Chapel.

'It seems like its all moving super-fast,' mused Chase, looking towards the table where his wife held court with the other women,' doesn't it? Almost makes you wonder if you could have suggested you and Lisa eloping to Vegas to get married and her being cool with it '

Michael took the biscuit from his friends' hand, munching down on it, much to Chase's utter dismay. He ignored Chase's 'get your own biscuit 'look.

' Nope , nada , not if I want to live another day ,' reminded Michael, somberly ,' I mentioned that idea once a year ago , it's a damn miracle Lisa didn't decide to murder me . Face it, guys, you could be talking to a dead man so eloping not on the table '

He finished up the biscuit then chugged down the glass of iced water.' It does seem to be moving though! I mean, Lisa is letting any grass grow on our ideas, she hasn't even shot down anything except having the reception outdoors '

'Michael, if you feel strongly about using the veranda, you need to tell Lisa,' scolded Valene , coming up behind the young men at the bar ,' she can't be expected to read your mind . It's so important to get the venue and budget down right off , son, before going any further '

' Geez, Mom , make some noise before you scare the crap outta us ' hissed Michael, earning him the patented' Mom' stare from the woman in question ,' that wasn't what I meant . Do you want something?'

'Are you boys finished with your drinks or do you intend to have your lunch at the bar? You all could certainly rejoin us at the table for lunch '

The group was eating a late lunch at the historic hotel before moving onto checking out a few local florists in town. Michael wondered if it would be cheaper to just use the good fake flowers but didn't dare vocalize that idea out loud either.

'We have a budget, Mom,' swore Michael, without missing a beat,' believe me, Lisa, knows exactly how much we can afford to spend on our wedding without breaking us. I actually figured her parents would volunteer more money to help us if Lisa hadn't put her foot down '

Val patted her sons shoulder.' Don't obsess, dear, and you boys bring your drinks, come join us now. You do have wives to think of, Chase, Logan …..Michael '

'Yes, Ma'am ...'

'Whatever you say, Mrs. B '

Michael scowled at his two friends.' Suck ups '

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Lunch was delightfully good , the company the best as always , and Michael gave it the old school charm convincing Lisa that they didn't have to decide on everything for the wedding in one day because why suck the fun out of it ? Lisa conceded she was being practical but he was right so they headed back to the Barrett house while the two other couples headed back to the hotel. It was their last evening in Georgia before they headed back to California.

Thanks to Logan, Chase and Zoey had a suite adjoining to Quinn and Logan. It was a spacious room with a large oversized Queen bed done up with a quilted coverlet in soft pastels and fluffy pillows, antiques , fresh flowers in a crystal cut vase , and a large screen TV in an antique wardrobe . It was loads nicer than the Holiday Inn down the road that would have pretty much been their only other option if Logan hadn't taken care of their lodging.

' You know I think if Lisa doesn't go all gooey bride over flowers or a wrong color of plates or just something wedding-ish , Michael is going to freak out full out soon ' said Chase , plopping down on the bed , picked up the remote to begin flipping through the channels .

He really didn't need the guide to Georgia unless they could get in cheap or free, lunch had taken a chunk out of their own limited expenses for this trip. Chase hadn't wanted to put their bill on the charge card until they paid off all of the material Zoey had purchased last month for her new designs.

Once her dresses started selling regularly at the boutique it would help a lot.

'Please, Chase, I think any, if not all of Lisa's indecisiveness flew out the door way back our junior year in high school,' decided Zoey, removing the dangly gold chandelier earring,' she doesn't want to worry about hopping a plane every time she needs to make a decision or leaving it up to Val . Takes a lot of the pressure off of her in the long run...believe me, I know '

She slid out of her shoes then reached inside the dresser drawer for a pair of sweat pants and an old sweatshirt from Paris as she made quick work off shedding out of her dress into the comfy clothes. Zoey didn't bother worrying about removing her make up as she sank down onto the bed, kicking Chase playfully from behind.

'Hey woman, enough abuse 'teased Chase, holding onto her foot, lightly.

'Stop it, Chase,' Zoey scrambled to her knees then wrapped her arms around his neck,' hun, I am beat and tuckered out. Want to take a nap with me?'

Chase glanced down at his watch, looked back up at his love.' Zo, it's like 4:00 in the afternoon and you want a nap? Are you sure that you're feeling alright? I mean, a ten minute nap at noon is more your style than like midafternoon '

Zoey brushed a kiss against the back of his neck, sighed, softly.' I am fine, just really tired all of the sudden. Might be I am experiencing wedding stress because Lisa is being so calm …all I know is I need a nap '

Chase chuckled then pulled her back with him on the comfortable bed as she curved herself around him as he pulled the covers over them, content. Zoey lifted her lips up for a long , deep kiss that lingered on before she drifted into a dreamless sleep .

Chase kissed the top of her blonde hair, closed his eyes, hoping to ignore the strange niggling feeling in his gut that told him something was going on with his wife. He couldn't stop wondering what she might be hiding from him. Was she regretting that they hadn't stayed on in Paris living the flamboyant life of an upcoming designer and her starving artist writer of a husband? Or that they weren't living the high life in Melrose Place?

Naw that was just him being stupid and lame. He and Logan should have never watched all of those old reruns of Beverly Hills 90210 and Melrose Place because clearly those characters had more money and more excitement in their lives than they did. He and Zo were pretty much poor unless there was some rich newspaper owner that would pay him more than his articles were bringing in right now. He really needed to stop overthinking things.

Or maybe she was having second thoughts of their marriage because of working with the perfect, old boyfriend on a daily basis …..Ugh! Chase needed to just stop and sleep.

The obvious possibility didn't even blink into his mind or hers...for right now.

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Quinn lay sprawled across Logan's chest, his fingers tracing lazily down her back, her leg entwined over his, both bodies warm and sated from their bout of recent lovemaking. It had gotten better, freer with marriage it seemed to the couple and the wedding crazies had put them both in the mood earlier. Logan caught a brown curl with his finger moving it away from the softness of her cheek before dropping a kiss on her nose.

'I love you, Mrs. Pensky Reese '

Quinn grinned as she placed a light kiss on his chest.' I love you more , Logan Reese ' She shot him a wicked grin as she slid her body provocatively up his then curled her arms around him ,' you know , I have a feeling Zoey is pregnant though she denies it '

Logan let out a groan of protest.' Babe, talking about our friends kind of kills the mood here '

'Sorry, sweetie, but call it intuition,' says Quinn, nibbling little kisses down the side of his face,' Zoey has been acting weird and she almost never gets sick. She swears she couldn't be because it doesn't fit her and Chase's plans yet but babies don't follow timetables '

Logan's hands traced the curves of her body, his own tone quiet.' Well, that will freak Chase out if it's true but you know we really should be talking about us. Our sex life is out of this world, Quinn, we're both healthy , maybe you should get one of those tests so we can see if I got you pregnant yet '

Quinn lifted her head from the hollow of her neck, their eyes meeting, holding. 'This isn't some silly competition, Logan, this is serious. We haven't been married that long even though we said if I happened to get pregnant, we'd be happy ' She stilled her hands on his chest ,' I thought we weren't going to rush into this either .'

Logan stopped his exploration of her body but simply sat then pulled her into his arms, holding her close. He tried to think, to formulate the right words to tell her how he felt about them starting a family. He didn't want to wait for some days.

'Our life is so good, Quinn, and I love you more every freaking day,' Logan gave her waist a squeeze,' I just think us having a baby would make it even more awesome. We both have so much love to give and our baby would be amazing...it couldn't hurt if you just went to the drugstore and took one little test '

As always Quinn melted at the softer side of her husband as she brushed her lips across his in another intoxicating kiss that instantly heated his blood igniting the passion once more between them. She murmured a sigh of pleasure before they soared together.

Only afterwards did Quinn push a handful of brown curls out of her eyes to smile teasingly up at Logan,' That was certainly exhilarating, Logan, and I'll go buy a home pregnancy test once we get back home tomorrow '

'Or no time like the present 'Logan shot her a charming smile as she settled across his chest.

'Tomorrow is soon enough '

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Meanwhile back at the Barrett house, Michael and Lisa were taking advantage of the fact that Valene was making supper with the assistance of Roland while the couple perused the family guest list that Grandma Annie had left for them. It was a lengthy list of names along with notations in red ink explaining why they shouldn't snub said person causing Michael to shake his head unsure whether it would wreak havoc on their own short list.

'Can't we just take a page from Logan and Quinn, 'suggested Michael, noting that his Sunday school teacher and his old babysitter were duly noted with stars,' invites our folks, the Grans, and our best friends then calls it our guest list? We'd cut it down to 100 easily I bet '

Lisa rubbed at her eyes then dropped her hand over Michael's , reminded herself to breath , then contemplated a time out to escape to her room for a bout of yoga . She was trying her best to be calm here, refusing to give in to the overwhelming of choices upon her and staying true to the budget. Lisa knew, she expected Michael to be the one to get overly emotional, and even panic so she didn't want to bog them down being overly dramatic about every little decision. She fully expected at some points to go around or two with her own mother when it came down to the dress shopping but that was for another day.

'We can dissect our guest list, get it down just to the right amount of people,' decided Lisa,' I don't want to be bogged down with extra guests. I want our wedding to be like a small party , for everyone to have fun , to be happy , and for us not to stress over the small, stupid stuff '

Michael brought their joined hands up to kiss the back of her palm.

'We are the fun couple,' declared Michael, his smile bright,' we'll have the funniest, happiest of happy weddings ever '

Michael vowed that moment to give her the best happily ever after wedding day to come .