A/N: I hope you all can forgive me for not updating sooner! With going back to school and fall ball starting I have been so busy. Actually, I have the next 3 chapters written but I just haven't gotten time on the computer to do so! And here's a little fun fact about the title of this chapter: it is a line for Jake Owen's YeeHaw.
Disclaimer: I don't own CSI: NY or any of their characters. I also don't own 'Findin' a Good Man' by Danielle Peck.
Chapter 6: Girls to Guys
It was two days before the wedding and both the bride and groom we getting their respective bachelor and bachelorette parties. Danny, Flack, Mac, Brad and Hawkes sat around a table at Cooly's, a local bar, only an hour after the rehearsal dinner. All of them were a little drunk by this time. Flack raised his beer, "Since Lindsay, Becky and Stella refused to let us have a stripper we'll have to get through with alcohol." He stuttered through his speech and when he ended he took a long swig of his beer.
"True that!" They all agreed.
Brad then stood up. "Danny listen up, you too Mac, because we all know Stella's be your wife soon enough." He slapped Mac on the back. "Take it from a man who's been married for close to seven years. Enjoy your last night of freedom because once you get hitched there's no turning back. Other than that, welcome to the family. Oh and remember, you better not hurt her because I have connections here in New York." Brad winked.
Danny laughed, "Thanks man. And don't worry. I got a call from Brian all the way from Los Angeles. He gave me the same speech."
Flack called the bartender. "Another round good sir." They all seemed to find that funny and almost fall off their seats.
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Meanwhile over at Stella's apartment, Lindsay, Becky Lynn and Stella were having their own party. Pizza boxes were spread on the table and there were beer bottles scattered across the room.
"You know, I'm going to have the worst hang over tomorrow." Lindsay offered.
Stella laughed. "Aren't you glad you're staying here? We'll deal with out hangovers together."
"I'll raise my glass to that!" Lindsay stated and attempted to raise her beer in the air. She had no luck and fell over, luckily not spilling the liquid contents.
Becky helped her sister up. "I wonder what the guys are doing right now."
"Getting just as wasted as we are." Lindsay and Stella said in unison. The girls continued to discuss different things until Becky heard a specific song start to play over the radio.
We got a bucket of Corona,
Enough stories to last all night,
About the trials and tribulations,
Of findin' Mr. Right:
Of findin' a good man.
"Guys this is just the perfect song for us." It was Danielle Peck's 'Findin' a Good Man'. "We've been through and experienced all of this stuff!" Becky Lynn got up from her current position and turned up the volume.
Here's to the liars and the cheaters and the cold mistreaters;
To the Momma's boys who can't make a stand.
Here's to the superficial players;
The "I love ya" too-soon-sayers;
If you hear me girls, raise your hand:
Let's have a toast:
Here's to findin' a good man.
Blind dates an' horror stories;
Pushy gals and fast movers.
Let's dedicate this girl's night out,
To big-talkers; bad losers,
It's so hard findin' a good man.
Lindsay stood up and offered her hand to Stella who accepted it. "I really feel like dancing." She stated as she put down her beer. She started dancing as did Becky and Stella.
Here's to the liars and the cheaters and the cold mistreaters;
To the Momma's boys who can't make a stand.
Here's to the superficial players;
The "I love ya" too-soon-sayers;
If you hear me girls, raise your hand:
Let's have a toast:
Here's to findin' a good man.
Julie, I know you want perfection;
Angie, you want a listener.
Lisa, your list is gettin' long,
And girls, you know me:I just want a good kisser.
Here's to the liars and the cheaters and the cold mistreaters;
To the Momma's boys who can't make a stand.
Here's to the superficial players;
The "I love ya" too-soon-sayers;
If you hear me girls, raise your hand:
Let's have a toast;
Let's have a toast:
Here's to findin' a good man.
When the song finished they all fell onto the couch, laughing. "Hey Linds, do you remember the one date you went on when Dad pulled out his shot gun when the guy came to the front door?" Becky reminisced.
A grin grew on Lindsay's face. "Bret Dawson. How could I forget?" The rest of the night was spent talking about old dates and the guys.
A/N: Next chapter is the wedding! I promise you are going to like it, especially Flack's best-man speech! Please review…you should know by now that they make my day!