How To Play The Game.

epilogue - part one

"What?" Lily asked, clearly caught off guard.

"We can get married too, if you want." Michael shrugged, still slurring his words while he spoke and still not thinking any of this through. "I love you so much and we already live together so, like, lets just get married."

"Do you really want to?" Lily questioned, giggling once more. She seemed pretty confused about this whole thing as well.

"Yeah." Michael nodded quickly. He was completely serious, he loved Lily more than anything in the world and he was sure that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her.

"Okay." Lily shrugged.

"Okay." Michael shrugged as well. If he had been sober he would've been crying, but since he was drunk and out of it he only felt, well, horny.

Lily must have felt the same way, because she pulled Michael towards her and kissed him again. She tried hard to keep their lips pressed against each other's as she unbuttoned Michael's jeans and struggled to get them down his legs.

"I can't do it." She whined, looking up at Michael and pouting again.

He giggled, sitting up to get his jeans off the rest of the way and to take off his own shirt. Michael leaned down again, bringing his lips to Lily's neck and sucking hard enough to leave a mark.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Michael mumbled against her neck, not exactly sure if he was asking Lily about them getting married or having sex.

"Yes." Lily nodded quickly.

Michael's hands moved to the waistband of the shorts Lily was wearing and began to slide them down her legs, leaving short kisses on the insides of her thighs while Lily ran her fingers through his hair.

Michael paused for a moment, realizing that he'd just asked Lily to marry him. They were actually going to do it, they were going to spend the rest of their lives together. His lips quickly found Lily's again, continuing what they'd started.

*•*•*

Michael was sitting on the bed, looking down at his laptop, while Lily paced around the room in front of him. It'd only been a month since they'd decided to get married but Lily was excited and wanted to get as much done in as little time as possible.

"We need to find a place to actually have the wedding. That's what we should be worrying about, not the centerpieces." Lily rambled on, waving her arms around as she spoke. "Also the guest list, we need to figure out how big this should be."

"I have, like, two friends." Michael spoke, not even looking up from his laptop. He was looking at apartments online, and Lily had been helping him until she got distracted once again with wedding plans. "Plus my parents. That makes four for my side of the family."

"I should start looking at dresses. I need a dress before I pick the venue. If I don't find a perfect dress then we're not getting married." Lily finally stopped pacing and climbed onto the bed again, sitting next to Michael. "Do you think Sam would come with me to pick one out? Oh my God, do you think Sam would be my maid of honor?"

"I don't know, why don't you ask her?" Michael asked with a blank time in his voice. He cared about the wedding plans, of course, he just had other things to think about as well.