How?

Nobody had asked before how Ryan had proposed to Emily. In fact, there wasn't a typical proposal. They were looking out at the ocean from their balcony, their arms wrapped around each other when they both looked up at each other and in unison said "Marry me."

They were married that evening at the magistrate's house a few minutes away after making a quick trip to the jewelry store Ryan had insisted on getting Emily an engagement ring, however. Even she was going to be his fiancee for just an hour before becoming his wife. Emily thought the joint proposal was romantic, despite being unconventional. Vanessa was the first to ask about it.

"Adorable," she said.

When Emily had first told her that she and Ryan got married on vacation she wasn't the least surprised. It bothered her that her youngest daughter lived so far away but she had a feeling that she and Harry would making many more trips to Miami in the future. She was not worried one bit about going back to Massachusetts and being so far from her pregnant daughter in Florida. Vanessa knew that Emily couldn't be in better hands than those of Ryan Wolfe. though she wished Emily and Ryan were closer Vanessa realized that they had their own lives and shouldn't have to uproot themselves to be closer to her just because they were having a baby.

Emily was five months pregnant today. Sometimes days the pregnancy seemed to going so fast, on rough days it was going so slow. She couldn't wait to meet Bella. Even though she was only twenty weeks into her pregnancy Ryan had them already signed up for childbirth classes when the thirty-two week point was reached. The concept of drug-free birth sounded great to the mother-to-be but she was realistic, if she needed pain medication during the birth then so be it, she wasn't going to let any overbearing person, midwife, nurse or doctor or otherwise make her feel guilty about it. And the same went for breast-feeding, Emily just wasn't doing it. If she could give birth naturally at a hospital, then so be it. She wasn't even remotely thinking about a home birth, As it was, the midwife who worked with her doctor and was also going to attend the delivery was one who thought it was a woman's right to chose what was best for her to make the birth a positive experience, not a traumatic one. it wasn't "selfish" to use pain medication if needed. Both medical professionals were open to Ryan being involved in the birth of his daughter, if the delivery was without complications, he was welcome to deliver the baby girl himself if that was what he and Emily desired.

"I'm fat," Emily said, aloud to herself, looking at her rounding figure in the full-length mirror. Her craving of the evening had been McDonald's . She felt fat prior to the guilty pleasure so she wasn't beating herself up over that indulgence. She had enjoyed the plain double cheeseburger and large fries with lots of ketchup. Her husband had a big mac with fries.

"I heard that!" Her husband said from the living room.

"Good! Your ears are working!" Emily called back.

She wasn't in a good mood this evening. Ryan knew it and realized it was a time when she needed her space for a while. She told him she appreciated his hug and kiss though. She knew he would be a shout away if she needed or wanted him. Shortly afterward Emily came out of the room and in a pair lounging pants and one of Ryan's MDPD t-shirts. While others couldn't or had to ask for permit to touch her growing belly, Ryan never had to ask to touch her and talk to their baby daughter. He immediately put his hand on his wife's rounding abdomen. He felt a light kick on his palm. Bella always seemed to kick whenever Ryan touched Emily. Emily was beginning to believe she was carrying a daddy's girl, something she didn't mind one bit. The couple had found out while eating that Calleigh and Eric were getting married in six weeks in a small ceremony in Eric's family's backyard. The bachelor and bachelorette parties for the couple were the following Saturday night. Just because she was pregnant didn't mean Emily couldn't party with the girls, and the strippers they had hired to entertain. Emily never needed alcohol to have a good time, especially when strippers were involved.

Strippers were also hired for the groom's party.

Ryan had cautiously asked his wife if she felt threatened by his viewing of erotic dancers. Emily was not in the least, she knew some pregnant woman would be however, that was why her husband had asked. Besides, unlike male dancers, female exotic dancers had "look but no touch" policies. If anything, she knew the occasion would be sending her and Ryan home to have sex afterward.

"I guess you don't know about the strippers that we hired for Calleigh's party," Emily said.