Chapter 72: One Started One Stopped

                                    

                                          
*25th April 1989*
                          
Me and Emma are going to get my dress resized today. There's five days left until the wedding, and I'm getting a little more excited about it. I think Michael is, too, he won't stop talking about it!
                          
"Oh, only five days to go!" he tells me for the millionth time today. 
                          
And it's only 9:30am.
                          
"I know it is, Michael. Do you possibly think you're more excited than me?" I ask with a chuckle. 
                          
Michael looks up, thinking of a witty answer, at my guess.
                          
"Maybe I am, maybe I'm not. You'll never know," he finally says, elbowing me gently on the arm.
                          
"I gotta go out in a few minutes, me and Emma are meeting at 10," I say. 
                          
Michael nods in understanding. "Oh, I know. I'm going out to see the Jax boys."
                          
I hear Ryder cry in the next room.
                          
"Oh, Michael? Could you go see to Ryder, please? I need to get ready to see Emma," I exhale, before leaving the room to get my coat. 
                          
"Anything for you, Princess," I hear Michael sigh, before I hear footsteps going into another room. 
                          
I put my shoes on, and walk into the living room, where Michael is sitting, cradling Ryder.
                          
"Y'know, you guys looked so cute last night, sleeping on the sofa together," I say with a warm smile. 
                          
Michael looks up at me, and an embarrassed smile forms on his face.
                          
"Yeah, well, it wasn't that I was tired. I fell asleep because.. because Ryder wanted me to," he says. 
                          
I roll my eyes and chuckle. "Of course he did, I didn't doubt that for a second."
                          
"Oh, mommy, he wants you!" Michael holds Ryder up, like Raffiki holding Simba in Lion King, and he waves Ryder's hand to make it appear that he's waving. 
                          
"Woah, be careful there, sweetheart. We don't want you hurting yourself, do we?" I chuckle, and take Ryder out of Michael's hands.
                          
"He isn't that heavy, I doubt he could hurt me," Michael jokes. 
                          
I slap his arm and join him on the sofa.
                          
"I was talking about you holding Ryder so high, silly."
                          
"I knew that. I was just messin', so is Emma coming here, or are you meeting at this wedding dress place?" Michael asks.
                          
"Oh, maybe she's coming here, maybe she isn't. You'll never know," I mock his previous words, but then see the genuine curiosity on his face, and I give up. "She's coming here. But I wanted to be ready early, as she wants to meet Ryder, and she loves babies, so we may be here a while. We'll probably be out of here by.. well, it's 9:36am now, so we'll probably leave this place at... 2:00pm. That's how much she loves babies. She'd stay with them all day, if she could."
                          
Michael chuckles. "Well, I love them too, but I don't think I'd spend 5 hours with one."
                          
"Oh, I beg to differ," I retort playfully. 
                          
Michael nods. "Yeah, maybe you're right."
                          
The doorbell goes.
                          
"Oh, I'll get it," I say, handing Ryder back to Michael. 
                          
I walk to the door, and open it.
                          
"Cozzy!" Emma squeals, and leaps into my arms for a hug. "I missed you!"