Spilled Coffee #1 by Jeff Ventura, and the beginning, by the looks of it, of another episodic writing series at clusterflock.

She had just moved into his house, and it was weird. Not weird because he had been Mr. Happily Single or HBO primetime I’m-afraid-of-commitment fodder or anything like that, but because they weren’t partners at all. They even had an awful sex life, where awful means once every two weeks and it was work, god was it ever work. It often resulted in crying. And they were going to be married in about a month at a fancy country club and it was going to cost upwards of $20K and the only thing he wanted out of the deal was a huge house in the right zip code to show everyone he had actually arrived, because that was what he had been taught was important. Of course, she wanted babies and to quit working, because that equaled an identity.

Fiction or non-fiction?