I'll admit that I wasn't loving this one initially, but I think it worked itself out in the end. I'm not sure how many more one-shots I will do for this series. I don't want to drag it out so long that it feels unnatural to push off the inevitable. I mean there's only so long these two crazy kids can not see what we all see!

"Oh you have got to be kidding me," Mindy said to herself as she opened the blush-colored envelope that had come to her office mail and had been brought to her desk by Betsy. She jumped out of her seat and practically ran into Danny's office.

"Can you believe this?" she announced as she burst into his office and tossed the invitation onto his desk.

"Welcome, come on in, Mindy."

"Sorry, but this is urgent."

"What is it?"

"It's an invitation to Jamie and Lucy's wedding."

"They invited you? That's a little weird."

"Well, I am the reason that they finally got together. After all, as Jamie put it, I am the last person he dated before he found the person he is going to spend the rest of his life with."

"Ouch…"

"And now I don't even have Casey to shove in his face."

"Sucks to be you," Danny said with a smirk.

"You do realize you are my plus one for this, right?"

"Excuse me?"

"I obviously can't go alone. And you made out with the bride."

"Doesn't that mean I shouldn't be at the wedding?"

"If I have to suffer through this, so do you."

"How kind of you to bring me into your misery."

"That's right, buddy. Wear your best suit. We are going to rock this wedding."

Six weeks later…

"You're early!" Mindy scowled at him as she opened the door still in her bathrobe.

"Well, I was early the last time we spent time with Jamie and Lucy, so I figured I'd make it a trend."

"Yea, and look how that turned out."

"Hey, you might have lost the guy, but at least you looked hot doing it. I saved you from that god-awful orange dress."

"Yea, I looked at it a few months later and it was pretty terrible."

"OK, well why don't you go finish up going from wow to da-yum," he said in a high-pitched mocking tone of voice.

"Is that supposed to be me? Because it's a horrible imitation."

"Nah, it's awesome," Danny responded with that smirk on that annoying, yet handsome, face. Mindy hated it that sometimes his face looked more attractive when he was teasing her.

She had been talking to Danny via her open bedroom door as he waited in the hallway.

"Do you need help like zipping your dress or something?"

"Nah, I've got it. I'm just finding the right shoes. I will literally be 10 seconds. And….I'm….done!"

"Damn," Danny said as his jaw went a little slack as Mindy walked into the hallway.

"And that's the reaction I was going for," Mindy said as she walked past him with a slightly coy head turn back to look at him. She knew this dress was totally worth the investment. It was a deep purple with a tasteful neckline but a low back.

"Seriously, though, you look beautiful."

Mindy felt herself blush slightly. It was something about the choice of words. People often told each other that they looked nice or great, but beautiful was typically reserved for certain occasions and certain types of relationships. Her throat felt a little dry all of a sudden, but she chalked it up to the fact that she had been so busy getting ready that she wasn't hydrating as much as she should today.

"Thanks, you don't look so bad yourself." She remembered that time about a year ago when she insisted that she wasn't attracted to his weird body, but the guy did fill out a suit nicely…

Mindy was jolted out of her thoughts by Danny holding the front door open with her shoulder wrap in his outstretched hand. He looked at her a bit confused as to why she was still glued in her spot.

"Oh, sorry, lost my train of thought," she said grabbing the wrap from him. "Let's head out of here."

A couple of hours later, they exited the candlelit church into the bright sun.

"Were you crying in there?'

"No! I was not crying. I was just slightly tearful. It was a nice service."

"I think you were definitely crying, Min."

"Yes, well I'm human unlike some people."

"Oh calm down, I think it's cute."

"Well it's about time you recognized how adorable I am."

Danny rolled his eyes. It was strange how the things that annoyed him about Mindy a year ago had become oddly endearing over time. Sure, he still pretended to be bothered by her incessant yammering about random celebrities, but it was hard to not get pulled into her excitement, joy, or outrage, depending on the specific situation.

They took their time getting over to the reception hall, having been to enough weddings to know that the cocktail hour would inevitably be a little delayed so that the photographer could get the perfect shot of the new couple. The reception was typical. The bride and groom stopped by their table very briefly to thank them for coming. Jamie pulled Mindy aside as Danny congratulated Lucy.

"I'm glad to see you're here with Danny. I had a feeling there was something there between you two…even when he did have his tongue down the throat of my future bride."

"We're not together! God, why do all of my ex-boyfriends think that?!"

"Think what," Danny interrupted, having only heard the last few seconds of the conversation.

"Nothing," Mindy stammered as Jamie raised his hands in a mea culpa before being pulled away by his new wife to mingle with another table.

The night continued as par for the course. Danny had the filet mignon, while Mindy had the salmon. The couple cut the cake. The bride threw the bouquet. People got drunk. Danny and Mindy mostly people-watched and she roped him into role-playing fake conversations of people across the room. Overall, it wasn't such a bad time. The DJ had mostly been playing current hits, but decided to slow things down after the cake-cutting. Mindy had deferred dancing for much of the evening because although her heels looked great, they weren't very comfortable. Danny was fine with this decision. However, when Lucy's Aunt Tilly kept urging people at their table to dance, they figured they might as well. It felt a bit awkward at first to figure out their rhythm together, but they managed to settle in as the next song came on. It was the Eva Cassidy version of Songbird, which managed to be both beautiful and haunting at the same time. The song lulled them into a tired silence as Mindy settled more comfortably in Danny's arms, even leaning more against him than standing on her own at moments. Their movements slowed into a gentle sway in time with the music and with each other. It was a peaceful moment suspended in time, of course until the song ended and Cotton-Eyed Joe started to blare across the dance floor. Danny and Mindy lingered for a few beats and then slowly pulled away from each other. Danny gave into the urge to push a piece of hair behind Mindy's ear, but this action seemed to surprise him more than her.

"So, um, I guess we should head out now?"

Mindy hoped she didn't sound to breathless when she replied, "Yea, it's late and my feet hurt."

For reasons neither of them understood, Danny massaged her feet in the taxi on the way home. Neither of them acknowledged that it was happening, of course. But maybe that was enough for now.