Malachi took her hand, hearing the music for the first dance. She'd chosen it, like in all weddings. He took her hand with a smile. "Of course. I remember part of this song," he said softly to her as they made their way to the dance floor. "I believe one of my favorite parts was 'in other words, baby, kiss me'," he said playfully. It took his a moment to remember her birthday when she sung it to him on the beach but now that birthday was lodged into his mind. It had been a playful, fun night and the night of her birthday was now when they know she'd gotten pregnant. A strange thing for them both to know, yet they did, Frank Sinatra's old song and strangely, he thought it brought them closer that night.