That Wedding

"Uh, maybe trigonometry?" I stupidly say.

"Oh my gosh." Phillip chuckles. "Are you both blonde or what?"

Smart ass. "Well then, what would it be called?"

"Polygamy."

"No, that's when you have many spouses. What's it called when you have just three, like Barbie did? It would have to be trigamy. Really, that's kind of a good idea. Like she married Ken because he was pretty and would provide a good gene pool for kids. Then there's G.I. Joe. He'd like show up whenever. You'd just have wild sex with him, and then he'd be off again on some mission. And Robin Hood would take you on adventures. I think Barbie was on to something. She really did have the perfect life."

"Except when she got pregnant and didn't know if it was Ken or Joe's baby," Ash says sarcastically.

Like Barbie would've had a big dilemma on that one. "You know she would've just told Ken it was his baby. He wouldn't have known the difference. Ken looked good, but I don't think he was all that smart. But he was a good dad and would stay home and take care of the kids while she was off with Joe or Robin." That's not a bad idea. "Hey Phillip, can I have three husbands too?"

"Hmmm, I don't think so." He grins and shakes his head no.

Ashley rolls her eyes. "So are you saying you want a Barbie themed wedding?"

Uh, no. I may not know much, but I do know a hot pink Barbie wedding is not for me.

It seems the theme of tonight's di

Thank God, the oven buzzer goes off, meaning we finally get to eat. And here's what I want to know. Why aren't they asking Phillip these questions? He's the one that was so bound and determined to get engaged. I just want to have fun sleeping with him for a while.

Mrs. Mac falls back a little during di

I told you before, she feeds you and gets you to spill your guts. That woman is sneaky.

Phillip's as clueless as I am on the whole theme thing, so he tells his mom, "I have no freaking idea." Then he ditches me and takes his pie into the family room to watch football with his dad and Ash's husband, Cooper.

But Mrs. Mac will not be deterred. She gets up and grabs a large stack of the thickest magazines known to man.

Bridal magazines.

They practically break through the wooden table when she slams the stack down in front of me. Thankfully, I got my hands out of the way.

"I went through and marked everything I like in yellow," she tells me.

"And I marked everything I like in blue," Ashley adds.

When do these people find time to go through these monstrosities? If I tried to sit on the couch at home and flip through these, I'd make it all of about twelve pages before Phillip would be attacking me. Sex takes up a lot of our time lately.

Mrs. Mac continues in her sweet, If you do this for me, I will bake you cookies, voice. "So just flip through all the magazines and mark stuff you like. Then we'll help you figure out a theme. So what are you thinking for a date?"

"We haven't discussed dates yet, but I'm pretty sure we're going to have a very long, lengthy engagement. Like maybe a couple years. We really don't need to start pla

She gives me a little sigh. I see my opportunity to get away, so I grab the magazines and go sit in the family room. She's still staring at me, so I pretend to look interested and flip through a few pages. But really, I'm looking at Phillip, who's sitting in his favorite chair finishing his second piece of pie. He looks so adorable that I almost wish I had two of him.

Which reminds me.

I grab my phone and look up the word trigamy. And I'm right!! There is a word that means married to three people.

I glance over to Phillip and say, "It's trigamous."

"Cool," he says, not really listening because he's very into the game and his pie. He practically licks the plate off then turns to me with a grin. "So you were wrong?"

"I was closer to right than you were. That's all I care about." I give him a sassy little smile.

He grabs me off the couch, pulls me onto his lap, and starts kissing me.

Why is it kinda fu

My cell buzzes on the side table. Phillip grabs it, says, "Da

"Hey, what's up?"

"How bout tomorrow will be my first start as a freaking NFL quarterback? Can you believe it?"

One of the first things Da

"Yeah, I can believe it. I've always believed in you, and I'm so excited I get to be there!!!"

"Jay, you have always believed in me. I should probably thank you for that."

"Yeah, you should!"

"Remember my freshman year in college?"

I laugh. "I do. You thought it sucked."

"Well, it did! I was the big man in high school. State Champion Wi

"Da

"I might be a little nervous. I've moved up a level. What if I can't compete?"

"You already competed on that level when you finished the game last week. You did awesome. You'll do awesome."

"You know, I still visualize us playing in the empty lot between our houses before every game, and that pic of you two is hanging in my locker."

"That's so cool."

"My priorities are different now. I have an amazing wife, and pretty soon, we'll have a baby. But when I'm out there in a game, I play because it's fun. Because I love it."

"I know, Da

"The guys have been giving me all kinds of shit about the picture though. They want to meet this flag bikini girl. They've also been making up fu