"I didn't think you cared much if we got married or not." Gordy had given Rachel the engagement ring as if it were to suffice something at work. Oddly, he had not thought of a wedding. Actually, he just didn't really like them.
OK, could be getting stood up at the church wedding with Bella. Lord, he'd just soon forget about that. It felt like a century ago when actually it wasn't. Not really. And he'd been too young to get married then. Maybe he was now, too. Wasn't like he was financially put together, now was he?
"Well, I haven't given up completely on the institute of marriage." Rachel walked with him to Kal's to get the girls.
"I thought you were kicking and screaming to that last one." He slyly grinned as he had his arm around her.
"It was my mother's idea that I marry Andy. She wanted it all, you know, her way." She shrugged. "It wasn't like we had a wedding. It was you know, the justice of the peace, kind of thing."
"You don't want to go down that road again." Gordy sighed.
"I dunno." Rachel frowned. "If it would be easier."
"You know, Jane will expect to be the flower girl. And Lucy too." He told her. He touched her nose.
"I know." Rachel shook her head. "Its just what Jane said. She thinks you have the baby first before you get married."
"That's not a bad idea." Gordy shrugged. "Well, right now, anyway."
"My grandmother would have a fit if she knew." Rachel looked at him.
"Well, somebody has to have a fit, somewhere, now don't they?" Gordy smiled. "As long as its not you." He quietly laughed then.