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The Wedding Date By Jena Corso Edited by Angela Meyers Chapter Four Lee rolled his eyes at Holly and then opened his purse, flipping open his compact. He unscrewed the top of his clear gloss, freshening his lips and tossed it back in the little clutch. Holly looped her arm through his like she was his escort, as back through the dissipating crowd they went, finding Mrs. Baxter still chatting with her relatives. They stood quietly before soon being dragged into her gossip based conversation, before finally it ended and they headed to the car, driving to the reception. Things would be uneventful at the cocktail hour, as Lee socialized with the cousins he knew now and picked at some finger foods. He never ate more carefully in his life, avoiding anything with a red sauce or that oozed any juices as he mingled, getting a little something in his tummy. With the bridal party off doing more pictures and being fed some appetizers privately, there would be no boyfriend to irritate him for the present time. That would be changing soon though as the cocktail hour would be ending and they ushered everyone into reception hall. "Hey there you are," said Holly, coming over. "One minute you were right there and the next minute you were gone! I was worried you ducked out the back door." "Don't even tease me! like that could be an option?" smirked Lee, flicking his wrist. "Yeah well not with hawkeye Rita around," laughed Holly, looping his arm with hers. "I'm sure you've barely been out of her sight, and let's go in together." "Sure, and trust me I wasn't," laughed Lee as they followed in the crowd. "I was talking to a bunch of the cousins and I saw her lurking." "Oh she's always lurking alright!" giggled Holly, looking over her shoulder. "The woman has eyes in the back of her head, and even if you didn't have those blue eyes that stand out like beacons, I'm pretty sure she's got radar on you girl." "No kidding! And where would I be going anyway like this?" said Lee, picking up his card. "Her and my mom have it all plotted out. Wait? You're at my table, right?" "Yup, lucky number seven," said Holly, grabbing her card and then looking at his. "Oooohhhhh!.. Keleigh Anne O'Keefe! How adorable is that? You even have a pretty middle name." "Like I said. They have everything plotted out," said Lee, just shaking his head. "Not everything?" smiled Holly. "I've been to this place before, and she hasn't. If you want I can tell you where there's a nice quite place at the back of the rose garden if you want some alone time later." "Not that I don't like the sound of that?" replied Lee as they were walking to their table. "But I'm thinking the way you said it I don't like the sound of that!" "If you say so, but if you change your mind, just ask," winked Holly as they got to their table and sat down. "So what are you going to do without your lover boy half the night?" "Half the night?" thought Lee, realizing what she meant, as Gary would be sitting at the dais. "Really? Uuumm hang with you then I guess. Wow that's not so bad then!" "Not that I won't take the backhanded compliment, and I love hanging with you passing some knowledge but..." said Holly, shaking her head and then pointed up with her chin. "You do realize we're at the family table, and Rita will be sitting with us?" "Oh gawwdd," said Lee, looking up and seeing her coming their way. "So with us means next to us?" "No, next to you," mumbled Holly, covering her mouth as Rita dropped her purse on the chair next to Lee. "Girls, isn't this wedding just fabulous so far?" said Mrs. Baxter, tapping Lee's arm as she sat. "It's a beautiful place, mom," smiled Holly. "And what a wonderful cocktail hour." "It is, but it'll be nothing next to yours I'm sure," joked Mrs. Baxter, flicking her wrist. "Well?" Holly raised her brows. "You said it, not me? This is just smaller. That's all." "So humble, my darling Holly," Rita replied before looking at Lee. "And what do you think, my lovely Keleigh? I imagine you may have even grander plans dear?" "Me?" said Lee, not even sure how to answer. "I'm fourteen remember, and I've never even been to a wedding before." "Which is why now is the perfect time to adjust to things like you have," Lectured Mrs. Baxter. "Once girls get to your age then they start becoming boy crazy, like I imagine you're wrestling with and with that also comes all the fantasizing about romance, being swept off your feet and ultimately your big day. You may not want to tell me you've been thinking about all that yet, but by how wonderfully you're carrying yourself like the perfect little debutant, tells me differently." "I not sure how else I could be carrying myself?" said Lee, defending himself, trying not to get annoyed. "Isn't this how you expected me to act? How girls carry themselves?" "Yes dear, except once again. I've seen no sign of acting," nodded Mrs. Baxter, tapping his lap. "Now please. Here comes my husband and his sister." Over came Mr. Baxter and his sister with her husband as everyone sat down,settling things down. As they did, down went the lights as introductions began. He'd watch as Rita's husband's sister, the mother of the bride and her husband would be introduced, then came each groomsman and bridal party member paired up. He'd see Gary escorting one of his pretty young cousins Linda before partingm as they awaited the rest of the couplesm clapping hands until everyone had come in. Eventually they'd announce Lori and her new husband as they trotted in with glee, never happier, to screams and applause. He'd watch as their first dance turned all the women emotional, and then they'd be joined by the bridal party as couples. When it ended, Lori shared the traditional dance with her father, but then half way through it, the dj invited couples to join in. He watched Mrs. Baxter being escorted out with her husband, not fully understanding any of the traditions, but then noticed Bart come for Holly. As she stood from her seat, he felt the touch on his shoulder and then looked up, seeing his date. He got up and was gingerly led by the hand to the dance floor, instantly dancing arm in arm, close like any other couple. Just as they were the day before, they slowly turned and stepped together without issue, except this time it would be next to Mrs. Baxter and Holly. "So how'd I do coming in?" joked Gary, with his hand on Lee's back as they danced slowly. "How'd you doing coming in?" repeated Lee, confused. "What did you actually do beside walk in with your cousin Linda on your arm?" "Nothing," laughed Gary. "But she was freaking out about it." "Freaking? Like she was going to fall or something?" smiled Lee. "How should I know?" said Gary. "She's a nervous wreck. About what I have no idea? I can barely deal with her." "I mean the dresses don't look that restrictive?" thought Lee, looking over at her dancing with her boyfriend. "Maybe she's not used to being in heels?" "She's in college," said Gary. "Shouldn't she be?" "Her heels don't even look that high," said Lee, staring at her. "Trust me, I see what she's wearing and she should be in my shoes!" "Nah! She'd never look as good in them as you do," smiled Gary, kissing his cheek as the song ended. "See you next dance I guess, or whenever they let us up from the dais. Don't miss me too much?" "Gee I'll try my best not to?" replied Lee, rolling his eyes. "That won't be too tough," smirked Gary, squeezing his hand. "Have fun sitting next to my mother." If looks could kill, Gary would be dead as he let go of Lee's hand, heading back to the dais. Lee gingerly walked just behind Holly as they took their seats as the champagne toast began. He already knew before the night had even begun, he'd be asked to dance every time the opportunity rose, but what he never expected was to be trapped all night next to Gary's mother, as he'd be looking for every chance he got to get up and away from her. Luckily soon the parents of the bride joined their table, occupying some of Rita's time, which allowed him to sit quietly and just chime in when spoken to. Salads and pasta would now at least serve as temporary distractions, until finally the music again began, but then something unexpected happened when the first song came on. "Hey Aunt Rita," said a little voice. "Oh hello Emma," said Mrs. Baxter. "Don't you look beautiful in that big dress?" "Thank you, and hi Keleigh," said little Emma. "The girls sent me over for you. Come on." "For me?" asked Lee, surprised and touching his chest. "Yeah, come dance with us," said Emma, grabbing his hand and giving a yank. "Just like we all did at Aunt Rita's house today." "Oh?" smiled Lee, taking his napkin off his lap and tossing it on the table. "Sure, and excuse me everyone." From the mouth of babes came Lee's excuse to get away from Mrs. Baxter, as suddenly he'd be holding the hands of little girls, walking to the dance floor. Even before many people left their tables to join them to a popular pop song, he'd become the center of the family children as they began a group dance. The little girls would soon be joined by a few little boys, as once again he was back to being their sitter, yet this time there would be no diapers or kids to feed. One song became two, became four, as he didn't mind and neither did their parents, having the kids once again occupied. "Any chance there's room for me?" asked Holly, joining in. "Oh sure," smiled Lee. "What happened? Get tired of your time with mom?" "Don't you make me curse at you in from of the children?" smiled Holly, whispering to him. "And she makes me call her that ever since we got engaged." "How?" replied Lee sarcastically. "I'm so jealous." "Don't be a little "B" Keleigh, and I should kill you just for leaving me alone with her all this time," joked Holly, dancing. "Oh did I?" laughed lee as they were shaking it with the kids. "I didn't notice?" "Really? Ya' didn't?" said Holly, making a face as the music ended now. "And it's over already?" "Oh that does suck?" Lee pulled in the kids. "Ok, see all you guys later, ok?" Plenty of hugs went around now as the kids began scattering, and then Holly grabbed his wrist. "Maybe you will and maybe you won't!" sighed Holly, pulling him along. "I'm going to go get a drink and maybe I'll get you one too." "Uuumm, no thanks," said Lee. "My mother would kill me, and that Mrs. Baxter would notice." "It was a joke, and of course she would. You'll get a soda," said Holly, stopping at the bar. "But for your information, what you didn't notice was your boyfriend lobbying his mother to move things along with you? I'm wondering what that means?" "You're wondering?" gulped Lee, looking over and seeing Gary whispering to his mother as the music ended. "Not really?" smiled Holly, moving some of his curls off his shoulder. "I'm thinking we both might know?" "No, I don't," said Lee, annoyed. "But whatever that is, it can't be good?" "You're so full of it, Keleigh?" laughed Holly. "You want to know where that spot is I was telling you about now? Better you two go have a little privacy than the kid makes a scene all over your next slow dance?" "Not happening!" moaned Lee, getting angry at her. "Listen! I know you're new at these things, but after dinner there are lots of slow dances at these things," said Holly, grabbing him before he walked away. "Now I'm trying to help a girlfriend out here, but don't shoot the messenger." "Sorry." Lee calmed down. "I know you are, and sure I'm new at all these things, but what you're talking about I'm still not doing." "And why is that again exactly?" smiled Holly, shaking her head. "Because obviously you were talking about it so much more with my bridesmaids?" "Not back to that again?" said Lee, rolling his eyes. "They were, and I wasn't! Now stop it and I doubt anyway that his mother would give him permission to kiss me on a dance floor. I'm here because she wants to control everything either of us do, so no chance she'd want that." "Good point, and precisely why I was giving you a private place to go make out," said Holly, getting right in his face. "You can deny you want to right to my face, but deep inside I'm sure you don't." "I don't," grumbled Lee. "Then you're a better girl than all of us," laughed Holly. "Because that this point I'd have done more than kiss him just to piss off his mother. I mean come on, tell me just that alone isn't motivation enough." "Maybe!" giggled Lee. "But I'm still not, and I'll remind you again I'm fourteen, Holly." "Almost fifteen, and starting high school in September," smirked Holly, pinching his ass as he jumped a little. "By now I was on my third boyfriend and freshmen year letting that one round second on his way to third just before sixteen? You going make it even that long with the shit you were telling my bridesmaids?" "Again with this?" said Lee, taking a big sip. "They were the ones focused on dicks, not me, and you're supposed to be my role model, not the one leading me to evil." "Oh please. Helping you with some girl stuff is one thing, but I am not your chaperone," laughed Holly. "Come on, let's go sit down now that you finished that rum and coke, so maybe finally your halo might fall off." "Rum?" gulped Lee, panicking and putting down the drink. "So pretty, and so gullible," laughed Holly, lopping arms. "Now please? Dinner's coming out." Down they sat at dinner, with Lee listening to every word said by Mrs. Baxter, worried about what she'd be up to next, or if she'd really given permission to her son about anything regarding him. Lee also still wasn't sure if Holly had given him alcohol, stuffing his mouth with minty gum, chewing as his mind was racing, worried maybe that he felt tipsy but just as worried it was all in his head. When dinner had ended and the band came on, he was on pins and needles, seeing the guys make their way to them as he closed his eyes, taking a deep breath, feeling Gary's hands slide under his hair. "So tense?" said Gary, massaging his shoulders. "I figured you'd be looser after all that boogying with my cousins." "Ooohhhh," grumbled Lee, as it actually felt good. "I'm loose I just...." "Just missed dancing with me," joked Gary, knowing Lee was enjoying it. "Who wouldn't?" "Just don't ruin my hair," said Lee, twisting and pushing him off. "And maybe I better go get them back out there. It's an important job your mother gave me as their sitter." "And you did it splendidly, dear," said Rita, slapping her son's arm. "Now she's right, don't you ruin a curl on her pretty head, but you do deserve a break, dear. Let their parents deal with them and you two run off for a nice dance. She deserves some attention too, and you've been a bit neglectful, Gary." "Alright then! Thanks mom!" winked Gary, taking Lee's hand. "Come on babe. Mother's orders." Lee gulped, being taken by the hand and then over to the dance floor they went. As they turned slowly, Lee purposely put his head down on Gary's shoulder well away from his lips, as they danced tightly until the music picked up. "Oh I love this song," said Lee, sprung out of a cannon as the fast song came on and they began discoing together. Around he allowed himself to be twirled and spun as together they joined hands at times and at other times lean against each other like couples cutting a rug. After two sultry dances, he stared over at Rita with a smirk on his face, catching her watching his every move and then pulled Gary into the row of people as the line dances began. While Gary struggled, Lee knew them all so well, having been taught by his mother and was having a great time giggling, seeing his bestie's angst at missing some steps. When finally the music ended, Gary grabbed his hand before Lee could walk away and whispered into his ear. "So come with me a minute while they put out dessert," whispered Gary. "I heard about something really cool I wanted to show you?" "And I saw you wink at your mother, and I wasn't born yesterday lover boy," Teased Lee, whispering back. "Don't think so?" "Uuumm..." stuttered Gary, not expecting that. "I always wink at her when I leave the table, and I was just thinking I'm kind of sweaty, so maybe we could just get some air. That's all." "And sometimes I wondered why your mother made me do this instead of letting you bring one of the bimbos that would have fallen for that?" smiled Lee, slapping his forehead. "Now you know I've always been able to tell when you're bullshitting, right?" "Yeah?" said Gary. "But I just... uumm." "Just what?" smiled Lee, tapping his chin. "I'm listening?" "Just think you're so beautiful," mumbled Gary. "And..?" "Yeah yeah no shit, heard it all day, but think with your brain?" sighed Lee. "Not with what you've been rubbing against me on the dance floor?" "I wasn't?" backpedaled Gary. "It's just?" "Really?" Lee rolled his eyes. "This again?" "Well just that you've been amazing, tonight. The kids! The dancing! Everything?" said Gary, looking at him and then down. "And that I'd rather hang with you than be at the boring dais! Think I'm bullshitting now?" "No," said Lee, leaning in and kissing his cheek and squeezing his hand. "But I'm still not going anywhere that could give you the wrong impression, and now go sit down. See you after cake, ok?" "But Keleigh?" Gary pleaded. "Is done playing girlfriend, if you're going to be a stupid," said Lee, reaching up, squeezing his cheeks and kissing his cheek one last time. "So see you after cake?" "Yes, dear," smiled Gary, hating to lose contact with his hand. "But why did you have to be so damn freaking hot?" "Good question?" winked Lee, shrugging his shoulders. "I'll go ask your mother if she can butch me down a little for tomorrow." "That's so wrong, and I'm thinking that would not even be possible?" grinned Gary, staring at him wiggle away, focused on his legs scurrying in his heels. One last glance over his shoulder catching Gary grinning as he stared at his ass would make him clench his fist as he fought the urge to give his buddy the casual middle finger against his skirt, but quickly thought better of it. Back to the table he went as coffee was being ,and he sat like a perfect little lady, relieved he dodged a bullet. "You are a fabulous dancer, Keleigh," said Mrs. Baxter, pleased. "I imagine you've been practicing a lot more than even I was led to believe." "Possibly? But I know my mother told you I could hold my own," said Lee. "In fact, haven't you contributed to some of my lessons over the years?" "If you're referring to your theatrical lessons?" said Mrs. Baxter. "Then yes dear. I gave you some for Christmas one year, and some birthdays if I recall. She told me it's what you wanted." "It was, and I did musical theater the last two years," said Lee, tapping her wrist gently. "I'm sure you didn't forget you were at every show." "Part of the reason you were such an easy choice this weekend, princess," whispered Mrs. Baxter into his ear before speaking up. "In fact maybe you could tutor Holly since you two have gotten so close, or even refer her to your dance school. I'd gladly pay for a few lessons for you two to attend together?" "You think I'm that bad?" asked Holly, all insulted. "Of course not, my love," giggled Mrs. Baxter. "But I think she's that good." "But you're saying it couldn't hurt?" said Holly, offended. "Well it couldn't hurt any of your bridesmaids," said Mrs. Baxter. "And certainly no one should show up the bride." "Wait? Did something change that you haven't told me about?" questioned Holly. "She's going to be around for my wedding?" "Oh how I'd love to say yes," said Mrs. Baxter, turning towards Lee. "She's just such a gem." "Mrs. Baxter please tell me you have not been talking to my mother about things again? and making commitments for me?" said Lee, beginning to panic. "I really do love Holly but...." "But stay calm, and I have not, young lady. I can't say I'm not beyond pleased with you so far, but you know I expected nothing less from you," said Rita, smiling. "Now Holly, please don't pressure her. Remember we've not fully settled on her being in it." "Thank you," nodded Lee, touching his chest. "That makes me feel better." "Of course, sweetheart," Mrs. Baxter replied before looking towards Holly. "But also don't forget Holly I'll expect Gary's.... let's call it... love interest represented in the bridal party, and we've got time since your wedding is well over a year away?" "Like I'd leave out whoever he or you want in?" said Holly, sipping her drink. "But she's everything I could want in a junior bridesmaid and more, so I'm thinking even if things didn't work out with her and your son, maybe I'd still keep her in my wedding?" "Well that part you know won't be a problem," smirked Rita. "Of course it would?" gulped Lee. "I get a choice here on this you know." "Dear, I just meant Gary won't though, and he knows not to even ask unless it's you," smiled Rita, tapping him. "Nothing has changed, or is different than it is now." "Oh," thought Lee. "Got it." "Then why worry? Did you not think my best friend, aka your wonderful mother and her let's say beautiful offspring would not be guests at a wedding for one of my sons?" smiled Mrs. Baxter. "Crap," groaned Lee. "Maybe I didn't think of it that way?" "I did," smiled Holly, cupping her chin, almost sizing him up. "Now of course I'd expect you'll be there regardless of your situation, but that's a long way off and certainly a nice option to be a junior bridesmaid instead of just a regular guest!" Stated Mrs. Baxter. "But again now's not the time for that Keleigh, so don't panic my dear. Ok?" "Yes, Mrs. Baxter," said Lee, realizing the future dilemma. "But your family? They..?" "Already adore you?" smiled Mrs. Baxter. "They do, don't they?" gulped Lee, tossing up his hands. "Oh boy?" "Not on my watch, princess," smiled Mrs. Baxter, tossing her napkin on her chair and then getting up. "Now eat your cake and stop worrying. I'm sure things will work out for the best, and here comes your boyfriend. Maybe go dance or do something after you eat and the wedding is almost over, so enjoy what's left of it." "She's right you know?" said Holly, taking a fork to her mouth. "And I should not be eating this, but it looks so damn good. I'm going to have to go dance this off the second I'm done stuffing my face." "Like you need to lose any weight?" said Bart, coming up behind her and putting his arms around her from the back, and as she turned her neck, accepting his kiss. "Your body freaking rocks." "Maybe in a dress like this, and love is blind isn't it?" smiled Holly, wiping the frosting from Bart's lips after their quick smooch. "But in a Vera Wang wedding gown we'll see about that!" "Oh stop," said Bart, kissing her again. "You know you're going to be hot in whatever stupid dress." "You're lucky your mother is not here to hear you say Vera Wang dresses are stupid, because she'd be pissed, and either way I'll still be dieting my ass off," giggled Holly, picking at a small piece with her fork and then feeding her boyfriend as Gary got there. "Hey Gary. Miss your girlfriend?" "What a stupid question?" laughed Gary, kissing Lee's cheek. "You girls are still eating I see. That cake was so good." "So good, and I love mousse," groaned Holly, in bliss, sliding another small piece in her mouth and then pointing her fork at Lee. "Now could you eat with me Keleigh, because you're making me look like a fat pig eating alone, and then we can go dance this shit off? As it is, I'm definitely going to take off ten more pounds at a minimum." "It looks delicious, but I'm really not much of a cake person," said Lee, making a face as Gary pulled his chair up. "And honestly I just took off fourteen pounds myself for all this." "Oh come on, and you know you didn't need to," said Gary, taking a fork and grabbing a piece. "Come on babe, I'll feed it to you." "Gary, please?" grumbled Lee, shaking his head and keeping his mouth closed before putting his hand out, trying to stop him. "I really don't want...." "Oh come on," laughed Gary, showing it right in his mouth, feeding him. "It's good, right." "Mmmm..." sighed Lee, enjoying it. "So good, but please don't do that again, ok?" "Really?" smirked Gary, picking up another piece with his fork and pushing it right into his face. "And don't be difficult like you'd get fat or ever been fat in your life! Now come on, I love feeding you." "Thank you, and ok last one, but a little taste was enough," said Lee, swallowing and leaning in against his arm. "And trust me I wore enough food today just watching your nieces and nephews! So no more please." "I heard, and I think they're all in love with you," laughed Gary, cutting another piece. "Now come on, let's just finish it, Keleigh." "Enough, and I'm done yelling at kids, so don't make me..." said Lee, turning towards him as the cake rebounded off his cheek and lips "Ohhh gawwddd! You did NOOOOOT just drop cake on my dress!" "Keleigh, don't make a scene," said Holly, grabbing his arm. "Holly, don't even?" yelled Lee, freaked out with his nails in the air, afraid to look. "Gaaaaarrrrrry?" "Uuumm on the dress?" Gary looked down. "Not that much, and I don't think we stained it." "So gross! You are such an idiot!" said Lee, bending in his chin, brushing off the little cake chunks and looking down at the floor. "Thank gawdd! Your mother would kill you and me." "I know but..." Gary said. "But what?" Lee looked down, moving around the delicate tulle material. "Well but...." laughed Gary. "In the dress? That's another story." "Get it out you idiot, and don't get any frosting on me," Lee ordered, "Hurry up." "Ok?" smiled Gary, flexing his brows before leaning down and sticking his face inside the cups. Lee's eyes almost popped from his head as suddenly his boyfriend was now nibbling at his small cleavage area, and then began licking the frosting from off of his chest. "What the hell are you doing," Lee yelled, bending his face and seeing Gary licking him like a dog. "Eeeewwww!" When he came up, he was all smiles as Lee looked at him like he wanted to murder him and then stood up. "That was fucking disgusting," said Lee, grossed out. "What is wrong with you?" "Impulse," smiled Gary, wiping the edges of his mouth. "Don't be mad?" "Mad?" said Lee, dumbfounded, looking around to see who saw that. "I'm mortified." "Oh come on! I feel like I've barely gotten to be with you tonight, so why don't we go take a walk?" said Gary, taking his hand. "Just seeing you across the room while I'm stuck at that dais is like torture! You're just so beautiful." "Finally a good idea from that pee brain that thinks with your dick! Why don't you go take a walk actually?" said Lee, starting to storm off. "I'm so fucking done, asshole." "Keleigh, wait?" said Holly, grabbing his arm. "Don't run off, it'll only make things worse." "Like that's possible?" said Lee, beet red. "You're not the one that just got licked like a dog." "No one saw that but us," said Holly, looking around while calming him. "This is Lori's wedding! Keep it together." "Ladies, what's going on here?" said Mrs. Baxter, hurrying over and looking around. "Please, this is no place for any drama?" "Drama?" moaned Lee, trying to quench his anger. "Tell that to your precious baby boy who thought it would be a good idea to lick my boobs right here at the table?" "Mom, she just spilled cake down there and I was just cleaning up the mess?" said Gary, backpedaling. "I spilled cake down there?" said Lee, fuming pointing his nail right into his face. "Me?"?? "Ok well..." smiled Gary, backing up. "Apologize, you filthy animal!" said his mother, grabbing him by the ear. "And do it quietly. This is not one of your floozies in a shit hole of a bar you sneak into." "Ok! Ok," said Gary, looking around, seeing a few people look their way. "I apologize, Keleigh. I overstepped, and I'm sorry." "Overstepped?" said Lee, still beet red and folding his arms. "You think that..." "That you're a good girl, sweetie," said Mrs. Baxter, pulling down his arms and rubbing his back. "That's what he thinks, and is lucky to have you! He worships the ground you walk on, don't you Gary?" "Damn right I worship her mom," said Gary, stepping towards Lee, wanting to grab his hand. "And you said I could..." "Could call it a night for Keleigh? and the poor dear must be exhausted," said Mrs. Baxter, pushing away her son's hand. "Aren't you darling?" "Very much, Mrs. Baxter," nodded Lee, almost snarling at Gary. "I can only imagine, and Holly needs you tomorrow, so go get your rest," said Mrs. Baxter, softly shoving his son over before hugging him. "Just because you still look so flawless doesn't mean this hasn't been too taxing on you my love, so let's get you out to your mom. I'm sure she's waiting in the car already as she's always early." "Thank you," sighed Lee, relieved as the hug ended. "Now hug her good night you moron, and go sit at the dais until the wedding is over," His mother ordered as the music came on. "The last few slow songs are starting now, so it won't be that long until we can go home before you do something else stupid." "Ok," said Gary, reaching over and hugging Keleigh. "I'm so sorry, and I don't know what came over me." "Really?" said Lee, rolling his eyes. "Yeah you do?" "Yeah I do, and I'm still sorry," Gary admitted. "You know I'm an idiot, and don't be mad at me." "Yeah, the only idiot in the wedding party that won't be dancing, so I should just leave you by yourself to look even stupider," said Lee, taking him by the hand. "Come on you jerk, and you should be used to me being mad at you by now." "Wow. She's amazing?" sighed Holly, looking at her future mother in law. "Understatement of the year, Holly," said Mrs. Baxter, softly patting Holly's arm. "Go dance, dear." "I'm going, but I'm thinking you'll never find a better girl than her?" said Holly, taking her boyfriend's hand. "Let's go Bart." "I'm coming, and this really was something to watch," smiled Bart. "I'm thinking if she wasn't fourteen, you'd marry Gary off to her right now." "Like that would be a bad thing? and he should be so lucky in the future," sighed his mother. "Now go, because you've already hit the jackpot with Holly, and all you can do at this point if you keep flapping your mouth is fuck it up." "Oh how I love my mother in law?" laughed Holly as over to the dance floor they went. Next to Lee and Gary now went Bart and Holly as the entire dais danced with their significant others. Soon the bride and groom were also joined by many other couples, including the Baxter's as soon the dance floor was filled. There would be little said as Gary was extremely respectful with his hand on Lee's back as they danced, yet there would be little eye contact as Lee purposely kept his head on his shoulder. He could feel Gary's hands turn clammy and knew the difference was nothing was poking against his dress. The softest rubs of Gary's fingers were more from nerves than to stimulate affection, and then finally the announcement came of the last dance. "Please don't leave tonight mad at me," said Gary. "Please just look at me." "I don't have to look to listen, but looking at you changes nothing, you know," replied Lee, picking his head up off his shoulders. "There I'm looking. You happy now?" "Happier?" smirked Gary. "And I..." "Don't want to hear it, and don't apologize again," said Lee, rolling his eyes. "One more day ok, so try not to fuck up tomorrow?" "Ok?" said Gary. "But that's really going to be it then? There's so many more things now that all my cousins are starting to get married, and you couldn't have already ruled out being Holly's bridesmaid so I was also thinking..." "Please don't do any more thinking," said Lee, looking off and breaking eye contact. "I'll be the one doing the thinking, and the last thing I need is you putting more pressure on me." "Fine, I won't," said Gary, trying to reason with him. "But even as your best friend, if you want to know what I think you should..." "I don't," said Lee, leaning in and kissing his cheek. "Goodnight!" Lee turned, not looking back as he walked over saying good night to the Baxter's, then Bart and Holly, before getting in line to say goodnight to the bride and groom. As he waited his turn, he looked over, realizing Gary had joined him and was standing quietly next to him with big eyes like a puppy dog. Lee let out a mild sigh, shaking his head as he reached over, gently gasping his hand as they stood as a couple. As their turn came, he was gracious and caring, thanking them for having him and then turned making his rounds, hugging all of Gary's family. When the last hug ended, Gary walked him towards the door and then Lee let go of his hand, texting his mother to figure out where she was parked in the huge place with cars being pulled up on a long valet line. "Where is she?" said Gary. "I'll walk you to the car?" "She's in line and pulling up," said Lee, tossing his phone back in his purse. "I'm fine, so catch back up with your family." "They can wait, and you know my mother will be the last one to leave anyway," said Gary, taking off his tuxedo jacket and putting it over Lee's shoulders. "It's late and chilly, so leave this on a minute so you don't catch cold." "I'm fine," said Lee, sweeping some of his hair from his eyes after some wind, and then realizing Gary was so much closer, looking down on him, rubbing each of his arms through the jacket. "And I hope this isn't your way of getting close to me again?" "No," frowned Gary. "But even if you're still mad at me... please, come on! We're still close. Aren't we?" "Too close, and take this jacket back," smiled Lee, pushing it off his shoulders, dropping it in Gary's hands and opening his purse, taking out his compact. "Last thing I need is to look a wreck when my mother picks me up. As it is you almost destroyed this dress with frosting, and I need this jacket off what's left of my curls." "Sorry I was just..?" said Gary as Lee was looking at himself in the little mirror. "Just getting too comfortable," replied Lee, taking some gloss to lips and then flipping around some curls. "Again?" "Maybe?" laughed Gary, stepping back, relishing him refreshing his lips. "Hard not to be when you have a girlfriend that looks like you? You know?" "Yeah I guess I do know?" said Lee, fluffing his hair and rubbing his lips together. "How do I look?" "Still gorgeous," sighed Gary as Lee snapped closed the compact. "Thank you, and maybe this will help," said Lee, dipping the applicator in the gloss and raising it up. "But you're still not kissing me." "You think that's funny?" said Gary, annoyed as Lee touched his applicator on Gary's lips. "No, I just thought I was helping you out, so when you walk back in everyone will think you're still a stud," said Lee, tossing it back in his purse. "You do realize I know you've convinced your mother to let you kiss me." "How the hell do you know that?" asked Gary, surprised. "Let's just call it women's intuition?" winked Lee. "Yeah, ok?" said Gary, rolling his eyes. "Come on! How?" "Little things I noticed and overheard," said Lee, shaking his head. "Neither one of you is really that good at hiding shit." "Really?" asked Gary, reaching out and grabbing his hand. "I was thinking we hid a pretty big thing from everyone esle?" "Finally a decent point, and here comes my mom's car!" giggled Lee, pulling away his hand. "And about that kissing thing try... I really didn't know, was curious and stupidly you just told me." "You fucking sneaky bitch," replied Gary with a big smile on his face, stepping towards him and dying to kiss him. "Guilty," Lee raised his brows, looking him dead in the face. "Well now that you do know, what are you ready to do about it?" asked Gary. "Wouldn't you love to know, but certainly won't find out," Lee answered as his mother's car pulled up, stepping away from him. "Sucks for you that your girlfriend is a bitch! Doesn't it?"