"I'm going to see Chelle this morning if that's ok with you?" I call as I leave the bedroom, actually dressed up in my old style clothes for the first time in what feels like forever. I was still carrying I bit of baby weight so had to wear my maternity black jeans with a belt to tighten them. "I'll take Ella with me so you can go into work if you like?"

"You look nice." He smiles at me, raising his head from the washing up.

"Ah thank you." I spray a bit of perfume on before going over to him. I wrap my arms around his waist and kiss him on the neck as he continues doing the washing up. "...I'm going to talk to her about the wedding." I try and catch his attention.

"Mm?" He mumbles. "What about it?"

"Well all the girly elements to it." I slide my head onto his shoulder. "Like the dress."

"We haven't even set a date yet." He chuckles.

"I know but I'm excited." I whine slightly, like a kitten that was needy for attention. "Aren't you excited?" I turn to whisper into his neck.

"Yes, course I am." He finally turns to look at me and I bite my lip as I move my arms to wrap them around his neck. "It's just that it could be ages away."

"Well then let's set a date." My eyes widen and he rolls his eyes.

"Carla." He sighs. "Why are you rushing things? We've just had a baby."

"So..." I frown. "I don't like taking things slow Nicholas." I grin then, nudging my nose against his. "Mmm?"

"...Ok then." He smiles and I giggle, pulling him in and kissing him passionately.

10:54am

"Hello." I greet Michelle as I enter the Rovers, carrying Ella's travel seat as I do so.

"Hiya." She grins when she's sees me before bending down to say hello to my baby girl. "Hi Ella." She coos, picking her up out of her chair without bothering to ask and holding her in her arms.

"Is that auntie Chelle?" I ask her, despite the fact she has no clue what we are saying.

"Don't you have a push chair?" She frowns as she bounces Ella up and down slightly.

"Well yeah." I shrug. "But while she's still small I thought I'd use this... Plus it can sometimes feel like a handbag so..."

"Mm." Michelle gives me a look with a smile on her face. "Through to the back?"

"Carla, is this the little one?" Rita comes over to look at her, with Norris trailing behind. "What a sweetheart."

"Ella." I smile as she strokes her skin softly.

"What a beautiful name." She compliments.

"We sell lots of dieting books at the Kabin." Norris informs me.

"Sorry..." I frown, trailing off when I realise what he was referring to, although I am aware he probably didn't mean it in that way.

"I mean, after pregnancy..." He tries to cover up and is given a forceful glare by Rita.

"Norris!" She slaps him lightly. "...Come on we're going. Sorry Carla."

"That's really ok." I mutter as they leave and I give Michelle a look before she leads me through to the back.

"So you said you wanted to talk." She says, laying Ella down back in her carry seat once we were settled in the back room.

"We've started planning the wedding." I come straight out with it, folding my arms on the table.

"Ah, how exciting." Her eyes light up.

"Well yeah that's what I said!" I exclaim. "Nick doesn't seem all too bothered though."

"Yeah well the men never care do they?" She rolls her eyes. "You and me both know that. Steve told me I could plan all of our wedding because I was a party planner."

"Well that's partly the reason I came." I grin. "...Plus the fact that you're my best friend."

"Hmm." She smiles at me. "Ok, where do you want to get started?"

"Well I saw this gorgeous dress in this magazine I was looking through." I babble. "Couldn't show Nick obviously. Problem is, I just feel like nothing is going to compare to the one Hayley made me at my last wedding..."

"You could always wear it again." She suggests and I freeze at the question.

"What?" I frown. "...No. No, I can't wear the same dress twice. Plus she was there to see me wear it so..."

"Ok well then don't try to top it." She shrugs.

"What do you mean?" I narrow my eyes.

"Sweetheart." She sighs, taking my hand in her's. "You know Nick would marry you in anything. You could walk down the aisle in a tracksuit for all he cares."

"Ew..." I picture the idea. "Well that'd be an original wedding."

"It's not a competition is it?" She continues. "The important thing is that you're getting married."

5:20pm

"You're back late." Nick says as I open the door to the flat.

"Yeah sorry, I got carried away at Chelle's and then we went for a walk around the Red Wreck afterwards." I explain.

"Carla Connor going round the park in her heels?" His eyes widen. "I'm surprised the paparazzi weren't out."

"Shut up." I can't help but laugh as I place Ella's seat on the floor and cuddle up next to him on the sofa.

"...This wedding." He finally pipes up after a few minutes of staring blankly at the TV. "How does the twenty sixth of August sound to you?"

"Pick a random date Nicholas." I laugh.

"It's not a random date." He mumbles. "It's the date I booked today."

"...Are you serious?" I ask him, my eyes wide as he nods. I practically jump on him then, smothering him in kisses as he tries to fend me off. "I love you!"

"Thanks." He finally grabs hold of me and looks deeply into my eyes, seriousness overcoming him all of a sudden. "I love you too."

Then we are kissing and kissing and I wish it would never stop.