A month later

A month passed by and Sarah is starting to show signs of a baby bump. My parents were ecstatic about becoming grandparents and so were Sarah's.

Emma's wedding was a great success as everyone she invited showed up. There was a lot of pressure being the best man. Trust me, no best man wants to screw up when a crowd of people are watching you on stage. The food was great though. The wedding ended with Emma and Harry taking goofy pictures that I'm sure they would treasure forever.

Sarah and I started to find a place we planned to call home. Living at home is great but we felt that we needed to have some privacy once in a while. We settled on a comfortable home in the suburbs with a lawn and backyard for our future child to run around in. The house was only two hours away from the family so we can visit them anytime we want. We plan to move our stuff into the house within a few weeks. Emma and Casey were kind of sad to find out that we were moving.

"Who will I joke around with and tease now?" Casey sadly asked me one day. I smiled at her need for entertainment.

"You still have Emma." I replied.

"But she is no fun. All she cares about is starting her own family. Half of the time, she is not even home and hanging around in Harry's apartment." Casey answered back.

"Don't worry. I'm sure you'll find something to do. Why don't you go out to a bar and pick up a drunk woman to bang with your strap-on?" I jokingly retorted.

Casey let out a gasp. "Jake Hart! How dare you say that!?" Casey screamed. I looked at her, afraid that I said the wrong thing. However, I saw a glint of mischief in her eyes and immediately felt relief.

"What makes you think I would find one woman to fuck? Why not two or three?" Casey continued, trying her best to look angry but failed when she said the last part of her sentence. Soon, both of us were rolling on the floor laughing and trying to catch our breath. After getting ourselves back together, Casey surprised me by giving me a tight hug.

"I'm gonna miss our time together and the jokes we make." she whispered into my chest. I stroked her glossy red hair.

"Stop being dramatic. It's not like we are moving to another state." I told her.

"Maybe I am being dramatic but I'm going to miss you." Before I could reply, Casey ran to her room to cry privately, hiding her face. I knew that she hates to look weak in front of others so I let her air out her grievances by herself.

I headed outside and looked over at Sarah's house. I think it is time to ask that one single question that she must be dying to hear. Harry,being the guy that is married, helped me pick the right one. He actually helped me with a lot of things regarding marriage. I felt around my pocket and was happy to feel the small box there.

"Good" I thought to myself.