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"Omigosh! This is so pretty!" Fiona squealed as she pointed to a pair of diamond earrings that were on display.
Clare shook her head. "You've bought me too much stuff, Fiona..." She held up the shopping bags from various boutiques and jewelry shops, emphasizing her point.
Fiona pouted. "I can't help it! It's not my fault you look good in everything..."
"Fiona.. I appreciate what you're doing for me.. The things you've bought for me... But... This is too much... It may seem like -"
"No.." Fiona interrupted. "Your my best friend, my sister, you're gonna get married. That's why I'm getting you this stuff. Cause I want to..."
"Yeah... Who can resist buying you stuff?"
Clare and Fiona turned around to see the person who spoke, startled.
"Declan!" Fiona whined. "Don't sneak up on us like that!"
Declan smirked. "You guys shopping for the wedding?"
"Uh-huh! We're gonna pick out Clare's dress today.."
"I bet any dress would look good on Clare.." He said, winking at Clare. She turned bright red.
"You're such a flirt!" Fiona said, glaring at her brother.
"I can't help it if Clare's so attractive..."
Fiona rolled his eyes. "True, but you better stop hitting on her. Before Eli finds out..."
Declan just smirked, staring at Clare. Fiona sighed. She linked arms with Clare. "Let's just leave this douche and go pick out your dress..."
"O-okay..."
"I'm coming..."
Fiona stared at him as if he were retarded. "You can't come! The picking of dress is a girl thing! Anyway, we're meeting two other girls there, so we don't need you... Right, Clare?"
Clare just stared at the two siblings. Fiona tossed her hair. "Let's go..." She huffed.
They walked away. Declan followed them. "Why can't I come?"
Fiona continued walking, ignoring him. "It's not like I'm going to peep..."
Fiona snorted. "Right. Knowing you, you would. Liar!" They entered a boutique called 'Robe De Mariee '.
Fiona sat Clare down on one of the plush maroon armchairs.
She faced Declan, hands on hips. She raised an eyebrow. "What are you still doing here? I told you not to follow us!"
"I just want to help out..."
"As if you know anything about dresses! Or picking one out for a wedding!" She glared at him.
"Why do you even want to help? I thought you didn't like the idea of Clare getting married to Eli!"
"I want her to be happy... I wanna help.."
"C'mon Junior, drink your milk..." Eli said as he struggled, trying to make the baby drink his milk from the bottle.
He sighed, giving up after a couple of minutes. "He really doesn't want the bottle.." He said, turning to face Adam. "What do I do? I don't want my son to starve!"
"I have no idea. I don't have a baby!" Then he thought for a moment.
"Why don't you call up Clare? Ask her what to do..."
"I can't just disturb Clare! She might be doing something important!"
Adam rolled his eyes. "It's for the baby's sake. I'm sure she wouldn't mind helping you out.."
Eli whipped out his phone, needing no further prompting.
"Clare?"
"Yes?"
"The baby won't take the bottle.."
"Put on some music.. That usually prompts him to take his milk from the bottle."
"Thanks, baby..."
"You're welcome.."
"I love you baby. Bye."
"I love you too. Bye.."
She ended the call. He shoved his cellphone in his pocket. "Music. We need music so the baby will take his milk.."
Adam nodded. "What kind of music?" "Well, he seems to like classical music. Especially Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata..."
"Well... What are you waiting for? Put it on.." Eli carefully handed over Junior to Adam. He popped a CD in the stereo and turned up the speakers.
The soft music filled the room. The baby smiled. Adam sighed. "How adorable is your son?!" He glanced at Eli.
"Take a picture of this! Clare would love to see this!"
Eli took snapped a shot of his son, smiling. 'Such a sweet boy...' He sat down. Adam handed him the baby.
"Okay now... Time to eat, Junior.." He gave the baby the bottle. This time there was no resistance. He sighed in relief.
"Declan, please just leave! Eli might take it the wrong way!" Fiona said. 'Why won't he leave?!'
Clare looked down. "Guys... Just stop fighting..." The siblings looked stared at Clare.
"Alli and Katie will be here any moment now... And..." She burst into tears.
Fiona's face crumpled. She sat next to her and hugged her. "I'm sorry, Clare. I know you don't want to see any fighting... We're sorry.."
Declan nodded. "Sorry, Clare.. I'll just leave..." He started to walk away.
"You can help out with the food and stuff..." Clare called out. Declan flashed her smile. "Thanks.." Then he left.
"I'm really sorry, Clare.." Clare nodded. "That's okay. I kinda overreacted. And-"
"Hey girls!"
Alli and Katie walked towards them.
"Let's get this party started!"
Eli glanced at his watch, worried. It was already 8, and Clare wasn't home yet. 'Where could she be?'
Adam had left a few hours ago and Junior was in his crib, asleep.
There was a knock on the door. Eli stood up and opened the door. Fiona and Clare stood there, carrying a lot of bags.
Eli helped them bring the bags inside.
"Gotta go. See you guys around!"
"Thanks for everything, Fiona.." Fiona smiled and left.
"Clare, I was worried about you! Thank God you were with Fiona!"
"I'm sorry Eli... Are you mad?"
"No..." He pulled her into a kiss. "Just worried."
He smiled at her. She smiled back.
"I can't wait for our wedding.." She giggled. "Me too.."
"The dress will be arriving tomorrow..." He smirked.
"That's good." He stared at her. "I love you Clare..."
"I love you too, Eli..."
He smirked at her and carried her into their bedroom. 'I love you so much, Clare...'
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