Chapter Four : Cool Rider and Hooker Barbie.

Darcy sat astride Steve's vintage hog, arms wrapped around the hunky blonde. He'd made her wear a helmet but in her opinion helmet hair was a small price to pay. And he was going fast, she loved this. She hoped he got lost on the way to Sam's.

All of a sudden a song popped into her head, cool rider from the sequel to grease. God that was going to be Steve's ring tone from now on. Part of her wanted to do the Michelle Pfeiffer turn thing and wrap her legs around his waist and turn so she was sitting in font of him so they could make out. But she knew if she tried it she'd slip or fall off and die. All too soon they pulled up to Sam's house and Steve turned off the bike.

"Awe Can't we go around the block like twice more? That was freaking awesome Steve." he laughed as he helped her off the bike. Darcy was so keyed up she wanted to tackle him and start a make out session. But she stopped herself from the conversation at the bar Darcy knew Steve was nothing like the guys she dated before he was innocent. He was totally her prince charming which meant she couldn't molest him until he was ready.

"Here gimme your phone." she held out her hand and wiggled her fingers at him. He gave it to her easily, Darcy almost shook her head. Steve was far too trusting. She quickly added her number took a quick selfie and called herself. Before she handed it back to a confused looking Steve. Had a girl never put her number in his phone before? If she was the first she'd try her damnedest to be the last. And that thought scared her so she decided to ignore it.

"You have my number now Steve, so I'll call you tomorrow after my bridesmaid dress fitting, kay" he nodded and she hugged him , and god did he smell good like old spice, leather and motor oil. He shyly returned the hug lightly patting her back. She was more than positive his whole face was tomato red.

"Night Steve" and she headed to the door which opened with out her having to touch it. Sam stood there with a wide grin plastered across his. Darcy wasn't that surprised everyone in her family was damned nosey.

Darcy stared at herself in Beth's chosen bridesmaid dress. A stretchy, baby pink halter dress with a deep vee and tons of rhinestones. One glance and she was cringing she hated showing cleavage and their was a whole lot going on in this dress. It was also very tight and very short if she bent even a little she'd flash ass cheek, and everyone would see the dimples that weren't on her face.

" Oh mi god! I look like hooker Barbie". she said loudly making her sisters Marie and Kitty who arrived this morning to laugh.

"Shut up Darcy you look beautiful , I think its perfect." Beth said with a nod. Both Kitty and Marie pulled faces and Ma shook her head.

"Absolutely not Elizabeth, especially not for Darcy, that dress is not flattering on he figure at all." as Ma and Beth both start squabbling about the dress. Darcy sank on the fluffy chaise next to Marie watching Ma and Beth go at it.


Hi guys, Darcy got her ride and her brain is already staking claim to Steve (smart brain). Next time Darcy's dress is chosen, and we hear from Jane. Thanks to everyone who is reading and for the reviews love - Dizzy