Ally's POV

I can't believe that this was really happening. At last I am getting married. This is a "Yes, Yes, I did it" moment. Austin finally proposed to me after ten years.

Austin, the kids, and I went over to Trish's house for brunch along with Dez, Rose, and the twins.

"So congratulations to the couple of the hour, Austin and Ally," said Dez. "To Auslly."

"Auslly?" said Austin.

"I combined your names to make your couple name: Auslly. I can combine anyone's name."

"Anyone?" I asked. "Dez and Rosie?"

"Dosie."

"Trish and Austin?"

"Tristin."

"Selena and Eddie."

"Edelena."

"You're good, Red."

"Alright, guys," said Rosie. "We need to start planning. There's a lot we need to look over: the ceremony, the reception, the guest list, the cake, the wedding dress—"

"Don't forget the bachelor party." Austin added.

I gave him a look and he stopped smiling.

"Guess who got a job as…a wedding planner," said Trish.

"Trish, are you sure about it?" I asked.

"I don't mind. By the way, who's gonna be the maid of honor?"

"Yeah, who?" asked Rosie.

"Since Trish will be planning, I was hoping Rosie would be my maid of honor."

"Absolutely, Ally." said Rosie. "I already got an idea on the bachelorette party. Whoo!"

"Mom, really?" said Jean.

"Jeannie, if you wanna be fine like your momma with the men, there are two things you must do: Distract them with your body and destroy them with your mind."

"No thanks, Mom. I'm good."

"So for the wedding, we could have at St. Lucas church." said Trish. "It will be one of those traditional church weddings. This wedding will be the wedding of the century."

"Trish, we want a regular wedding," reminded Austin. "Not the William ad Kate wedding."

"Yeah, I'm fine with that." I said

"Bigger is better. Plus, you won't have to worry about anything."

"Trish, we don't want a wedding that is broadcast all over the world. Just a reception, a ceremony, guests, wedding cake, my wedding dress, bachelorette party…Whoa, that's a lot to handle. Too much pressure."

"Ally, you need to trust me." Trish calmed me down. "I won't go overboard. You guys just need to tell me what you want and I will make it happen."

Here is how Austin and I both wanted it to be. Rosie, Trish, Jean, and Leighton are the bridesmaids, along with Krishna, our little flower girl. Dez is the best man, along with Austin's friend, Rae, Jase, Gavin, and my three year-old nephew, Mason as our ring bearer. The order goes Krishna, Mason, Gavin with Leighton, Jase with Jean, Trish with Rae, Dez with Rosie, my father walks me down the aisle, and hands me to Austin.

Our guest list is quite long since we have a lot of family and friends. My parents, Austin's parents, his brother, our grandparents, our uncles, our aunts, our cousins, our nieces, our nephews, and our close friends. Nothing could mess up the guest list.

My parents, Lestor and Penny are divorced. Dad used to run the Sonic Boom shop, but he gave it to me after retiring. Mom is an author in books about autobiography and animals. They still interact though they're not together anymore.

Mike and Mimi Moon, also known as my future parent-in-laws. Mike acts as another father to me. Mimi likes me, but I have a hard time getting along with her. We just don't have that much in common. I like movies, she likes broadway. I like dogs, she likes cats. See? We are completely different.

Austin's older brother, David is bubbly, charismatic, and gay. David was the ultimate homosexual man with the hand gestures, walk, tone in his voice, and his fashion sense. He came out of the closet at the age of seventeen after sharing a kiss with his neighbor. After that, he met his future life partner, Liam. Then, they got married and adopted their new son, Mason.

All of them were mostly important to us. I can't talk about my other family because I can't remember them.

In the kitchen, Austin and I were preparing spaghetti with meatballs. Jase walked in.

"Hey, Dad, Ally," he said.

"Hey," I said.

"Is it alright if I have a friend over for dinner?"

"What kind of friend are we talking here?" asked Austin.

"She's an old friend of mine," he said.

"Ooh, a lady, uh?" chuckled Austin.

"I'll go get the camera." I laughed.

"Very funny," said Jase. "Can she come over?"

"Of course, honey," I said. He left the room.

"A lady friend of Jase," I said. "This should be interesting."

"What girl finds Jase to be attractive," Austin asked.

"Hey, he's got his looks from his dad."

"I'm not Popeye."

"Why do you have to be so mean to Jase?"

"He expects the world to go his way and he's just a dumbass kid that I raised."

"Cut it out."

"I blame his mother."

"Austin, don't bring her into this."

"Can you blame her? She left us both."

"Sweetie, I don't want you to bring her up into his life again. I never want to even hear that woman's name in our house."

"Right because you're his mom."

"Step-mom." I corrected him.

Dinner was finished and we had the kids sat down at the table. The doorbell rang. I guess that's Jase's lady friend.

I opened the door. At the door was indeed a woman—an older woman. She looked about my age with light brown, medium length hair, and green eyes.

"Hi," I said.

"Hello, is Jase here?" She asked.

"Yes, he is. Come in."

I let her into the dining room where my family was.

"Jase?" I said. "Someone is here to see you."

"Donna?" said Austin.

"Austin," she sighed.

"Ally, this is my mom," said Jase.