A/N: I know that it has been forever since I updated. I've gotten lots of
reviews and emails begging me to write, and some were nicer about it than
others. Please understand that I have a life, and it doesn't always involve
writing. I'm a senior in high school, so this year has been crazy with
college preparation, applications, etc. So when I do get some free time, I
choose to spend it with people rather than the computer. However, I have
decided to work on my stories a little bit, so look for updates. Thanks for
all of you who have been patient in waiting for updates. Enjoy and review!
Disclaimer: Don't own it!
The Best Man
Chapter Three: Travel Companion
Lizzie sat at her desk the next morning, glancing at a copy of The Times and sipping her latte. Her morning routine was interrupted by Elaine barging in.
"Good Morning Ms. Dugrey." Lizzie greeted, standing up quickly.
"Beth, I have your plane tickets and hotel confirmations." She announced handing Lizzie a folder. Lizzie thumbed through it quickly, and made a face.
"Is something wrong?" Elaine asked.
"It's just...there are two plane tickets in here, and all the reservations are for two. Am I taking another reporter?" Lizzie asked, puzzled.
"No, no, no. Those are for your husband." Elaine explained. "I don't expect you to go away for 2 weeks by yourself. We treat our star reporters right!" She laughed.
"Um, I'm not married." Lizzie replied, sheepishly. She must have been mixing her up with Torrie, who had the perfect husband and adorable children.
"Your fiancée then." Elaine declared.
"Nope." Lizzie shook her head.
"Boyfriend?"
"Not at the moment." Lizzie admitted.
"Well, then......" Elaine hedged. "Since the arrangements are already set, why don't you just go ahead and bring along one of your friends." She suggested. "You do have a friend?"
Lizzie bit her lip in embarrassment. "Yes." She replied. "One or two."
"Good then. I'll expect your first report back in 3 days." Elaine commanded, walking out of the office. "Enjoy Cannes!"
Lizzie sighed. She was excited to be going to France, but annoyed with the constant reminders of her single status. She was always the one without a date at all the Christmas, cocktail and business parties, and it was beginning to annoy her.
She sat back down and picked up the phone on her desk. She knew exactly who she wanted to bring to Cannes. She dialed the numbers and waited while the phone rang.
"Hey you." Was the greeting. "What's up?"
"What are you doing at 7:30 tomorrow morning?" Lizzie asked.
"Sleeping, because I am going in late."
"Well that's too bad." Lizzie remarked. "Because I have this extra ticket to Cannes, and I need someone to come with me, but I wouldn't want to interfere with your pillow time."
"Are you serious McGuire?"
"Absolutely."
"You're taking me to Cannes?"
"If you're available." Lizzie replied.
"Elizabeth Brooke McGuire, in case you didn't already know, you are my very favorite person in the entire universe!" Gordo exclaimed.
"So I'll take that as a yes?" Lizzie laughed.
"Take that as a hell yes." Gordo replied. "I can't believe we're going to France!"
"I know." Lizzie squealed. "Are you sure work won't be a problem?"
"Nah." Gordo assured her. "I can take a week vacation, and I'll figure out something for the second week."
"Ok, good." Lizzie replied. "Well I have to get back to work, so I'll talk to you later."
"Ok." Gordo responded. "Oh, hey, let's do Chinese tonight. You can help me pack."
"Oh goody." Lizzie replied sarcastically.
"I'll pick it up on my way home." Gordo declared.
"See you then." Lizzie replied.
"Bye McG." He hung up the phone.
Lizzie put the phone back in the receiver and smiled to herself. France was going to be tres bien!
TBC!
Disclaimer: Don't own it!
The Best Man
Chapter Three: Travel Companion
Lizzie sat at her desk the next morning, glancing at a copy of The Times and sipping her latte. Her morning routine was interrupted by Elaine barging in.
"Good Morning Ms. Dugrey." Lizzie greeted, standing up quickly.
"Beth, I have your plane tickets and hotel confirmations." She announced handing Lizzie a folder. Lizzie thumbed through it quickly, and made a face.
"Is something wrong?" Elaine asked.
"It's just...there are two plane tickets in here, and all the reservations are for two. Am I taking another reporter?" Lizzie asked, puzzled.
"No, no, no. Those are for your husband." Elaine explained. "I don't expect you to go away for 2 weeks by yourself. We treat our star reporters right!" She laughed.
"Um, I'm not married." Lizzie replied, sheepishly. She must have been mixing her up with Torrie, who had the perfect husband and adorable children.
"Your fiancée then." Elaine declared.
"Nope." Lizzie shook her head.
"Boyfriend?"
"Not at the moment." Lizzie admitted.
"Well, then......" Elaine hedged. "Since the arrangements are already set, why don't you just go ahead and bring along one of your friends." She suggested. "You do have a friend?"
Lizzie bit her lip in embarrassment. "Yes." She replied. "One or two."
"Good then. I'll expect your first report back in 3 days." Elaine commanded, walking out of the office. "Enjoy Cannes!"
Lizzie sighed. She was excited to be going to France, but annoyed with the constant reminders of her single status. She was always the one without a date at all the Christmas, cocktail and business parties, and it was beginning to annoy her.
She sat back down and picked up the phone on her desk. She knew exactly who she wanted to bring to Cannes. She dialed the numbers and waited while the phone rang.
"Hey you." Was the greeting. "What's up?"
"What are you doing at 7:30 tomorrow morning?" Lizzie asked.
"Sleeping, because I am going in late."
"Well that's too bad." Lizzie remarked. "Because I have this extra ticket to Cannes, and I need someone to come with me, but I wouldn't want to interfere with your pillow time."
"Are you serious McGuire?"
"Absolutely."
"You're taking me to Cannes?"
"If you're available." Lizzie replied.
"Elizabeth Brooke McGuire, in case you didn't already know, you are my very favorite person in the entire universe!" Gordo exclaimed.
"So I'll take that as a yes?" Lizzie laughed.
"Take that as a hell yes." Gordo replied. "I can't believe we're going to France!"
"I know." Lizzie squealed. "Are you sure work won't be a problem?"
"Nah." Gordo assured her. "I can take a week vacation, and I'll figure out something for the second week."
"Ok, good." Lizzie replied. "Well I have to get back to work, so I'll talk to you later."
"Ok." Gordo responded. "Oh, hey, let's do Chinese tonight. You can help me pack."
"Oh goody." Lizzie replied sarcastically.
"I'll pick it up on my way home." Gordo declared.
"See you then." Lizzie replied.
"Bye McG." He hung up the phone.
Lizzie put the phone back in the receiver and smiled to herself. France was going to be tres bien!
TBC!