The restaurant was packed, if Spencer didn’t make reservations the couple surely wouldn’t have made it even inside the door. Glancing around the different tables until they saw Margie, their wedding planner setting in a booth sipping wine, her hair hung loose around her shoulders while her eyes danced on the menu, she wore gray slacks and a white blouse.

“Over there,” Ashley pointed Margie out to Spencer and they made their way to the booth, when she saw them she stood up and shook their hands than the three settled down in the booth.

“I hope you don’t mind but I ordered some dinner for myself,” she smiled apologetically.

“Its fine we already ate,” Spencer informed her.

“Great, I felt so bad having to eat in front of you but really I’ve been so over booked I don’t have a moments rest,” they all laughed but Ashley assured her it was fine.

“So where do we go from here?” Ashley asked lacing her fingers thru Spencer’s.

“Okay so have you decided the colors?”

Ashley nodded to Spencer who turned to Margie, “Yes actually.”

“Off white right?”

“No, that’s what my mom wants but we decided baby blue for me and black or light pink for Ash,”

“What, no Spence I said no pink…no pink, not light…” Ashley was dead set on not wearing the color pink, to many bad memories of her mom actually trying to be a mom and dressing her up in frilly pink dresses with matching bows and shoes, so many times she had to sit and stay clean and all the boys would make fun of her, no Ashley Davies wasn’t wearing pink especially on her wedding day.

“Come on baby you’d look so pretty in pink,” Spencer giggled.

“I don’t care besides I’m not looking to be pretty, that’s you babe, I’m going for gorgeous or hot.” Ashley folded her arms in defiance.

“Fine,” Spencer relented, “is black okay?”

“Black is fine,” Ashley smiled leaning over and pecking her fiancé on the lips earning her a brilliant smile.

“Okay so colors are done, now how many guests are going to be attending?” Margie wrote down the colors and looked back up.