Chapter Two

“Thank you.” Deanne said to the mailman.

She walked back into the living room.

“Girls, the invitations are here.”

“Ohh…let me see!” Jennifer squealed.

“Whoa there killer.” Deanne said with a laugh as she opened the box. “Oh figures.”

“What?” Alexis asked taking the invitation out of Deanne’s hand. “You are invited to the wedding of Daniel Mark Miller and Deene Elizabeth Hardly. What the heezy?”

“Hardly? Deene? What morons do they have working at this place?” Jennifer asked.

“Lord only knows.” Deanne said with a sigh. “Well, just add that to the long list of things that have gone wrong with this wedding.”

“It’s alright Deanne. They can get this fixed right quick.” Alexis said.

“Yeah, when Matt and I got married a million things went wrong but it all worked out.” Jennifer reassured her.

Just then Dan, Matt, and Josh, Alexis’ boyfriend, walked into the room.

“What’s up girls?” Dan asked.

“You don’t want to know.” Deanne mumbled.

“Then you probably don’t want to hear what I have to say.” Dan said.

Deanne eyed him suspiciously.

“What?”

“It’s about the tuxes…” Dan started.

Deanne put her hand over her face.

“Please no.”

“They’re perfect and ready to go.” Dan said.

Deanne lifted her hand off her face.

“You jerk!”

“I told him not to do that. You’re liable to have heart attack.” Matt said with a laugh.

“Who’s Deene Hardly?” Josh asked looking at the invitation.

“Aargh!” Deanne said.

“Watch out…she’s making pirate noises.” Dan said.

***

Deanne crawled into bed exhausted. If she wasn’t careful her grave was likely to be her wedding bed.

“Tired sweetie?” Dan asked walking into the bedroom.

“What gave it away?”

“It’s 10:00 on a Saturday night and you’re already in bed.”

“Ah, yes that. I’m beat…all this planning on top of work…it’s wearing me down.”

Deanne worked as an entertainment reporter for the Orlando Sun.

“That’s why you should hire someone to help you. I’m going to be in the studio all next week working with some new groups so I won’t be around.”

Ever since O-Town had decided to take a hiatus Dan had been writing and producing for other artists.

“You mean a wedding planner? Ain’t no way I’m hiring J. Lo so she can steal you away.”

“Hmm…J. Lo.”

“Danny!” she exclaimed throwing a pillow at him.

“Just kidding.” He said kissing her forehead.

Chapter 3