"Charlie, the place looks great! Thank you, so much." I said and hugged him.

"No problem… Can I get you a drink?" I nodded.

"Absolutely!" He walked behind the bar and made me my favorite drink without me telling him. I smiled. "Thanks." He nodded and started making other people drinks. I sat at the bar for a while and talked to whoever came up and started talking to me. Brock came and sat down next to me.

"It's almost time for toasts." He said, handing me a glass of champagne. I sighed and he walked me to our table. Steve got everybody to quiet down and sit and he went up on the stage and talked into the karaoke mic.

"Alright… For those of you who don't know me, I'm Steve. I've been very close friends to Reba and Brock for quite a few years now and I gotta say, I think I'm more excited about tonight than they are! I've been waiting for this for almost 5 years. Brock, we met a few years ago because of Reba and we became good friends. We hung out, partied, played golf. Everything. I'd say you're probably my best friend and I'm so glad to be the guy up here giving this speech right now. Reba," He laughed "Oh Reba… We went to high school together in Oklahoma! You've always been that person I go to no matter what, like, remember that time… I wanna say we were, hmm… 16 maybe. I got completely shit-faced and didn't know what to do. I called you at about 3 o'clock in the morning and you found me sleeping in a ditch." Everybody laughed. "Thank you, for being the person I can talk to about anything. I know I can trust you with my life, in fact I think you have saved my life a couple times before now that I think about it. Thank you for being such an amazing sister figure to me. And you look absolutely beautiful tonight. I love you guys and congratulations." I felt tears in my eyes. Everybody lifted their glasses. "To Brock and Reba and many happy years together." Everyone drank. Lori Ann… I finished my glass before she made it up to the stage. Somebody brought me another glass.

"I'm Lori Ann, Reba's friend. Uh… Well, Reba, you're my best friend. I'm honored to be the one to get to do this. I have to make this short and sweet though because I've had a few drinks and I know I'll say something I'll regret… about Brock and about how Reba could do so much better. Whoops." She said, the 'whoops' part being sarcastic. I rolled my eyes. "Anyway, I love Reba, if she's happy, I'm happy. So, to Reba and… her husband." She finished the last part though her teeth. Everyone drank again. I finished my glass throughout her short little speech. I was handed another one.

"Can these be done?" I asked Brock. He nodded.

"Yeah, unless our parents want to say something." I prayed they didn't. They didn't. A little while later Steve, drunk, went up to sing karaoke. He put on some cheesy love song. Everybody was dancing, including Brock and I. After the song both sets of our parents told us they were leaving. We said our goodbyes, then continued our night. I went and sat at the bar and Charlie put a shot in front of me.

"Whats this?" I asked.

"Tequila." I shrugged and took it, shivering as it went down.

"Ech…" I said, scrunching my face. Brock came up and downed one too. "Again?" I challenged. He laughed.

"Sure. Charlie… two more." Charlie nodded and gave us two more shots. I turned and faced Brock, then tilted my head back and we both slammed the shot. I shivered again and took a drink of Brocks beer. I kicked my shoes off and got up. I stumbled a little and Brock held me up straight and laughed.

"You okay there, lightweight?" I glared.

"I've had about 5 glasses of champagne, 2 shots and other fruity drinks too. I'm not a lightweight." I argued. He smirked.

"Okay…" I pushed passed him and walked into the bathroom. I threw my hair up in a pony tail and fixed my bangs then walked back out. I saw Nancy talking to somebody and decided to go see what she was doing.

"There's the beautiful bride." She said and wrapped her arm around me.

"Hey… Are you drinking water?" She nodded.

"Somebody's gotta get you and Brock to your hotel safely."

"Oh, you can have one glass…"

"No!" She said, too quickly. Normally one drink wouldn't matter to her. I narrowed my eyes and she looked worried. I grabbed her hand and pulled her into the bathroom.

"Whats goin on?" She shook her head.

"Nothin, why?"

"I don't know… Just wanted to make sure. Are you sure you cant have just one glass?" She nodded.

"Positive. No alcohol for me." I sighed.

"Okay, c'mon."

"Reba?"

"Hmm?" I said, turning back around to face her. She smiled.

"Well… Me and Steve… I'm pregnant." She let out. I gasped.

"Oh my gosh! Nancy that's… Congratulations!"

"But don't tell anybody, this is your night and I don't want any of the attention." I smirked and nodded.

"Okay… I'm so happy!" She smiled.

"Me too." We walked back out together, both smiling. Somebody stole Brock for a dance so I stayed at the bar by myself. It was kinda nice to just sit here and not have to talk. Charlie put another shot in front of me and I took it without even thinking. I ordered another fruity drink and a few minutes later Brock came and sat back down. I burped quietly and spun my seat to face him.

"Hello husband." I said and grinned. He pulled his stool closer to mine.

"Hello wife." He said back and grabbed both of my hands and set them in my lap. "Tell me when you're ready." I nodded.

"Okay. What time is it?"

"Almost 11."

"Already?" I whispered in disbelief. He nodded. "If you wanna go we can…" he shrugged.

"I don't care, we can stay and have more fun if you want, or we can go. Your parents have the house key, right?" I nodded and hiccupped. "Okay." I hiccupped more and closed my eyes. Brock laughed and squeezed my hands. "Charlie, water for her." I looked up at him.

"What? Why?"

"Because, its our wedding night and you're going to pass out on me." I hiccupped again.

"I'm fine, Brock. It's not like we have to drive or anything."

"Yeah, you're right. But holding my wife's hair back wasn't really what I planned on doing tonight." He said and I raised my eyebrow.

"Oh yeah..?" He nodded and I got off the barstool. "I'm ready." He chuckled and wrapped his arm around my waist.

"Lets go say bye then…" We walked around and hugged almost everybody. We found Nancy who was going to have to drop us off, then come back for her drunk husband who wasn't ready to leave yet. I sat up front and Brock was in the back.

"Do you have my shoes?" I asked him.

"Yes ma'am."

"Thank you." About 20 minutes later we got to our hotel. I kissed her on the cheek and thanked her. We walked in together and I went up to the counter then I turned around to look at Brock to make sure he had our clothes, he did.

"Well hello. Congratulations." The receptionist said.

"Thank you." Brock and I both said.

"Do you y'all have a room reserved?" I nodded.

"Under Hart." She flipped through some papers.

"Ahh… okay. Here you go Mr. and Mrs. Hart. You're on the 7th floor in room 208."

"Thank you." I said and took the key. I motioned for Brock to hurry. He chuckled and kept up with me into the elevator. We quickly found our room. I looked around as Brock put the bag down. I walked over to him and kissed him.

"Theres a hot tub downstairs." I whispered. He laughed.

"It's public." I shrugged and he looked at me shocked. "Okay…" I smiled and kissed him again. We both quickly got into our bathing suits and walked down stairs. I wrapped a towel around me as we walked through the hotel. The room to the pool and hot tub was locked. I sighed.

"Wait." Brock said, then walked away.

"What are you doing?"

"Just wait." I stood by the door like an idiot for about 3 minutes he came back with a bunch of keys. He picked the one that had 'pool' engraved in it and quickly unlocked the door. "Go in, I'm gonna go put these back." I went in and waited by the door for him. A few minutes later he returned. We quietly let the door shut, then we locked it.

"How did you find those?!" I asked. He laughed and picked me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist letting my towel fall.

"There was a janitor cart." I laughed and kissed him. He walked us over to the Jacuzzi and slowly got in, setting me on his lap. I kissed down his neck and back up to his ear. After a couple minutes his fingers trailed to the top tie of my bathing suit. He quickly untied it, the untied the bottom tie taking my top off completely. Then his hands moved down and in one quick movement my bottoms were out of the hot tub as well. He flipped us over so he was now over me. I started taking his trunks off with my hands, then finished taking them off with my feet. We just continued to kiss for a while until I pulled him closer, letting him know that I was getting impatient. He laughed on my neck giving me chills. I gasped quietly as he did what I asked. I started to slide off the seat so a couple minutes later we were under water completely. We came up for air a couple times, but then we made our way back to the seat. After a while I couldn't help it, I let soft noises escape my lips, but so did he, then he slowed to a stop and kissed me once more before getting off of me. We both laughed.

"That was different…" I commented. He nodded.

"It was fun… If all it takes to make you do this all the time is a few shots, I'll be more than happy to start spiking your tea." I laughed.

"Or maybe it was the vows, the ring, the whole 'getting married' thing."

"Well I cant remarry you every night." I laughed again.

"You're right, you cant."

"But… it is still our wedding night. Do you have any other suggestions?"

"Sleep?" he frowned.

"But, we just got married…"

"Yes, It's been an exhausting day, but remember, we have everyday to do this…" I smirked.

"We just have to kick your parents out." I chuckled.

"Yeah, I'll have to do that."

"Reba?"

"Yeah?"

"I love you." I smirked.

"I love you too."

"Are you ready for bed?" I nodded. I really was exhausted. He got out and threw me my towel then went and got him one. Be both quickly got back into out bathing suits and snuck out the door and back up to our room. We both put on clean pajamas and brushed our teeth then went and laid in bed. We didn't talk, I just fell asleep in his arms and we stayed like that all night. The next morning I got woken up by a loud knock. I jumped and my eyes opened quickly, Brock was still sleeping so I quietly slipped off the bed. I felt nauseous and it felt like my eyes were going to pop out of my head. When I stood up I got dizzy so I had to take a second to steady myself out. I walked over to the door and opened it, giving the short man a dirty look.

"Breakfast?" he asked. I glared at him for a few more seconds before grabbing the 'do not disturb' sign off the inside door knob and sticking in on the outside, then closing the door on his face. I felt bad about it when I laid back down, but c'mon, 8 in the morning? Really? I climbed back into the spot I was at before, but I couldn't fall back asleep. I absentmindedly played with Brocks wedding ring until he moved his hand. I felt him kiss the top of my head so I looked up and his eyes were still closed.

"Brock? Are you awake?"

"No." I laughed.

"Okay…" He pulled me up and flipped me so the front of our bodies were touching and my face was the same height as his. "Well good mornin."

"Good mornin Mrs. Hart." I smiled and barely brushed my lips against his.

"I need pills." his body shook with laughter.

"Are you a druggie now?"

"Only when I'm hungover. Why'd you make me drink so much last night?!" He smiled with his eyes still shut.

"That was all you, baby."

"Well, why'd you let me drink that much?"

"You were havin fun, I didn't wanna ruin it for you." He had a good point…

"I guess I did have a good night.." He just nodded.

"Especially the end of the night." He added

"Mhm… sure." he opened an eye and I smiled. He shook his head and closed it again. "I could really go for some meds and food."

"you shouldn't have been so rude to the person who was bringin us free food then." I sighed.

"It's 8 in the morning and I'm hungover, don't expect to see a happy Reba." He chuckled,

"Well, lets get ready and we go get some food."

"Can you get me the Ibuprofen?"

"You packed some?" I nodded.

"I thought ahead." He got off the bed and walked over to our suitcase. Before he could even ask I answered. "Middle pocket." I saw him smirk and watched him open the bottle and dump 2 in his hand. He grabbed the water I was drinking last night then handed them both to me. I sat up and took both of the pills in one gulp of water.

"Alright, now go shower. You smell like chlorine." he said with a crinkled nose.

"So do you!"

"Are you inviting me to the shower with you?" I rolled my eyes.

"No." I said and slowly got out of bed. I walked over to the suit case and got my outfit, then to the bathroom. I cranked the water on almost all the way hot and stripped out of my pajamas. I looked in the mirror and got off the eye makeup that was under my eyes. Hoe he could still love me in the morning, I'll never know. I took my messy pony tail out then walked over to the shower. It burned my skin at first, but I sat down and got used to it. 15 minutes later I figured I should get out and let Brock clean up. When I got out the whole bathroom was foggy and my skin was red. I wiped off the mirror and wrapped a towel around myself. I still had some make up left off so I washed it off, threw my hair up in a messy bun to get it off my neck, then walked out to the suit case to get my makeup and lotion. Brock followed me into the bathroom and got in the shower as I lotioned my legs, arms, neck etc. I got dressed, then started on my makeup. Brock got out just as I finished my makeup and was about to start my hair. He wrapped his towel around his waist, then hugged me from behind. He kissed my neck, then rested his chin on my shoulder. He started to kiss my jaw line and I smiled.

"Brock… Breakfast." He sighed into my ear which gave me the chills, then let me go. He walked out and got dressed, then waited for me to finish my hair. I tucked my shirt in and put my belt on, then put on my boots and I was ready. When I walked out I saw him smiling and shaking his head. "What?" He continued to grin and stare at me.

"Only you could make an old tee-shirt, jeans and cowboy boots look so beautiful." I thought about it and narrowed my eyes.

"Boy, you're really tryin', huh?" He laughed.

"Depends… is it workin'?" I slowly nodded.

"Maybe a little…" He chuckled and walked over to me. He bent down to kiss me but I turned my head. "Brock… Breakfast." I sang. He groaned and lead me down to the car. We walked down and Brock kept his arms around my waist the whole time as we walked, making us waddle like a couple of penguins. People looked at us like we were ridiculous, but we ignored them and just laughed. When we got out to the lobby we saw an old lady with her husband who smiled at us. She looked up and her husband and whispered something.

"Oh yeah… I remember. We were just like that." he replied. I smiled.

"I hope we're like that when we get older." I said.

"We will be… Except it wont be 'we were just like that' because we'll still be like this." I grinned.

"I hope so." We passed another older couple. The lady gave us a dirty look.

"The public display of affection nowadays is ridiculous…" She mumbled. Me and Brock just laughed.

"Have a good day, Mr. and Mrs. Hart." The receptionist called to us.

"Thank you!" I said back right as we were walking out the door. "That was sweet of her to remember us." He snickered.

"Well, c'mon Reba… who could forget a face like this?" I rolled my eyes and then stopped. He ran into me, then went to my side.

"What?"

"Where do you think we're gonna go without a car?" He stopped and thought for a second.

"What time are your parents comin?"

"Noon because they're leavin at 2." He sighed.

"Maybe there's food around here somewhere…" I narrowed my eyes and shook my head. "sorry… this has gotta be officially the worst first day of marriage, ever."

"There's plenty more where this comes from." I said, patting him on the back and turning to walk away. I went up to the young receptionist who was blonde, small and looked about 16. "Hi… I was just wondering if y'all serve breakfast somewhere." She looked at me confused.

"Phil should've already been up to your room with breakfast…" I felt my eyes get big, then I laughed nervously.

"Y'see… We had the 'do not disturb' sign up, so he probably didn't stop…" I lied.

"Ahh…" She said, nodding understandingly. "Gotchya." She smiled and winked and I laughed. "I'll have him bring another tray up to your room right away Mrs. Hart." I laughed again. I could get used to that.

"Thank ya, darlin'." I motioned for Brock to come back up to my room and he followed.