It was the wedding event of the year. Exotic flowers were flown in from across the country. The top chefs catered the event. Spring pastel colors filled the reception as 300 guests toasted the newlyweds.

"You know I never thought I would be up here doing this." Randy said into the microphone. He then turned to Kristal. "What in the hell are you thinking by marrying that fool? Good luck with that one!"

After a seven-year courtship and two-year engagement, Dave and Kristal were married in a high-society event of the year. Randy was Dave's best man while Ayanna was Kristal's matron of honor. Kristal quit her job and became a society wife, much to Dave's delight.

Randy's roasting of Dave was suddenly interrupted when a young child raced to the middle of the dance floor and then stopped. The young child turned around and smiled at everyone, causing more laughter from the guests.

"Yeah, and there's my boy, Madison. Always gotta outshine your father, kid." Randy commented. He looked around. "I'm sure my wife is somewhere around here."

"I'm here, I'm here." Ayanna moved slowly to the staging area and picked up her three-year-old son.

"Anyways, Kristal and Dave, I hope you two can find the happiness now and forever, just like what Yani and I have enjoyed within the past four years." Randy held up his glass. "To Kris and Dave."

"To Kris and Dave." The crowd cheered on.

Randy got down from the stage and walked up to his wife and child. After a short engagement, Ayanna and Randy were married in a small ceremony with just their close friends and family. They had a large reception upon returning from their honeymoon in the Bahamas. "Hey family."

"Daddy!" Madison opened his arms to Randy, who grabbed him from Ayanna.

"Nice speech there, Orton." Ayanna complimented.

"Yeah, I'm damn good." Randy smirked. He then turned to his son. "You like that, Maddy?"

"Uh-huh!" Madison clapped his hands. "It was damn good!"

Ayanna slightly gasped while Randy continued with his permanent smirk. "What? It was."

"Mmm hmm…" Ayanna shook her head.

"How are you doing, Mommy?" Randy put Madison down and held the young boy's right hand. "You holding up?"

"Well, these shoes are more comfortable than I had imagined they would be." The rest of the bridal party wore stilettos but Ayanna convinced Kristal to let her wear one-inch heels. She was tall enough already.

"And what about Raven?" Randy placed his hands on her womb.

"Meh, she's holding up." Ayanna rubbed her hands over her growing tummy. "She really liked the shrimp cocktail." She said.

"Oh yeah? Did she also liked the lobster tail or was that Mommy?"

"Oh, that was all Mommy." Ayanna smiled. "As a matter of fact, Mommy might want an ice cream sundae later."

Randy smirked. For the past year, he has gotten very accustomed to being the late-night errand man for Ayanna's insane cravings. From driving 90 miles just so she could have a specific donut from a specific donut shop to watching her scarf down a contraption of a sandwich with combinations he couldn't fathom putting together. Whoever heard of fried green tomatoes with ketchup, anyway? "Four more months, Yani."

"And not a moment too soon."

Randy looked over and caught Madison mid-yawn. "I think it's time for someone to go to bed."

"Yeah, because it's time for you to go to bed, Daddy." Madison replied.

"Oh, it is, huh?"

"Uh-huh. Mommy told Aunt Kristal about how she couldn't wait to go home and get you into bed."

Randy smiled at his wife, whose cheeks were turning a bright shade of red. "Really?"

Ayanna giggled nervously. "Shouldn't we be going home now?"


Randy poured baby oil on Ayanna's womb. He then rubbed his hands all over her body. "You know what I love about you being pregnant?"

"What's that?"

Randy sighed. Instead of having sex in the bedroom, the couple opted to make love in the sun room of their new home. There was something romantic about making love with natural moonlight shining on their slick bodies. "The sex is so damn good."

"It wasn't damn good before?"

"No, it was but just now with your hormones it's better." Ayanna shot Randy a disgusted look. "Well, not that it wasn't better before it's just...oh shit, nevermind."

Ayanna smiled. "I know what you were trying to say, Orton."

"Good, because I wasn't sure what I was trying to say myself."

Randy laid down on the double-chaise and pulled Ayanna on top of him. The pair interlocked fingers and stared at the midnight sky. "The last four years have been amazing, Yani."

"Really? How so?"

"Business is better than ever. I have amazing cars and lots of nice things." He rubbed her shoulders and softly kissed her cheek. "I became a husband and father. Everything is wonderful. I owe it all to you."

Ayanna smiled and shook her head. "You are the king of cheese, you know that?"

"Yeah, but it works in the movies so I figured, 'Hey, why not?'" He shrugged.

"Well, I appreciate the effort, Orton." Ayanna added. "But you had all the nice things and cars before I came along. I'm not saying I don't like this little sparkly number here." She moved her ring finger, making the sparkle of her ring glow. "But I meant what I said. You're all that I need. I don't need anything else, baby."

"So should I take back the sun, the moon, and the stars?" He asked.

"Except those." Ayanna laughed. "Those are mine!"