"So you're married?" Georgie grinned at Leo as she sat down beside him in the hallway. Dillon had to go take care of some business with Ryan and left her alone. Boredom was not something she coped with well, so she had ventured out to talk to him. Immediately, she noticed the little gold band around his finger. She hardly pictured him as the marrying type.
"Yeah, almost two years now," he nodded, lightly running his finger along the ring "She's a great girl. I met her here in the city."
"Does she know what you do?"
"Yeah," he laughed "She doesn't like it too much."
"It's dangerous," she nodded "She just loves you that's all."
He smiled "So how about you. A doctor huh? Finally. If I heard you complain about that school one more time..."
"I did not!" she shrieked, slapping him lightly on the shoulder.
He laughed as he shielded himself from another attack. She may look like a helpless woman but she packed a punch.
"No, it was tough but it was worth it," she leaned against the wall "I mostly work with cancer patients but I really love working with the children. Their spirits just amaze me sometimes."
"My wife, she's having a baby."
"Really? You as a father? That'll be interesting," she kidded.
"I'm scared to death. What if I break it?"
"I doubt you'll do that," she giggled.
They sat there for a minute, both of them staring at the elevator doors.
"It's good to have you back," he smiled at her.
"It's good to be back."
Dillon hurried out of the jewelers carrying the little velvet box. He had dropped it off earlier in the morning for the ring to be polished.
"You're really going to do it," Ryan laughed as they ducked into the limo "You, Dillon Quartermaine, you're going to get married."
"I told you Ryan, you don't know what it's like. One day, love's gonna smack you right in the face and you're not gonna know what hit you."
"You do realize what this means. Extra heat on you."
"I know," Dillon nodded "But I've got enough men to ensure my peace of mind."
"So when are ya going to do it?"
"Tonight, she's going home. She's got some things to take care of at work and I told her I wanted to take her out for dinner before she left."
He had it all planned out. What he was going to say. Where they were going to sit. He had been planning it in his head since he was a kid. It was going to be just like a movie. Something that Cary Grant would envy. It was funny. He had hardly thought about movies since he'd left Port Charles, since he had left her. There hadn't been much time for it but also, he hadn't wanted to see them. They didn't matter.
Georgie stood up as she saw the elevator doors open, expecting Dillon. Instead, Emily and Maxie stepped into the hallway. They were both holding shopping bags and laughing.
"Do you have any money left?" Georgie smiled as she met them.
"Just a little," Maxie giggled "It's our last day in the city, we had to have something to commemorate this trip."
"To commemorate you being with the man you love," Emily smiled, putting her arm around Georgie.
"You know, Dillon was going to take me out to dinner tonight. I bet he wouldn't mind if you guys came, and Nikolas. It would be nice, all of us together before we leave."
"Sounds good, if you don't think he'd mind."
"I wouldn't think so," Georgie shook her head "Just come back here about seven."
"Ok," Maxie smiled, pulling her sister into a hug "I'm so happy for you Georgie. I feel like I have my sister back."
"You do."
The girls turned and got back on the elevator, passing by Dillon on his way onto the floor.
"Hey," he kissed her on the cheek "What were they doing here?"
"Oh, they came to show off all the stuff they bought," she laughed "I invited them to come to dinner with us tonight."
"What?" Dillon's eyes widened.
"Yeah, I didn't think you'd mind. I thought it would be nice, you know?"
"Um," Dillon tried to process everything. He couldn't tell her no because then she would sense that he was planning something. The last thing he wanted to do was give away the surprise.
"If it's not ok, I can call them," Georgie walked back into the house and Dillon followed, shutting the door.
"No, no it's fine," he insisted, forcing a smile "Great. You're right, it *would* be nice."
"Ok," she smiled, "I'm just gonna go take a shower."
Once she was gone, he dropped onto the sofa and sighed. He was not going to ask her at dinner in front of everybody, and he wasn't going to wait until she got back from Port Charles, that was too long. He had to do it tonight. He would have to ask her before everyone else came back. He knew he should have told Maxie or Emily, but he thought against it, afraid they would blab the truth.
"It's ok," he told himself, standing up, surveying the room. This definitely wasn't the type of surrounding he was hoping for but he would have to improvise. If only the families could see him now, nervous and shaking. They would laugh in his face. Nobody took orders from a bumbling mess, like how he was at that very moment. He couldn't remember the last time he had been like this, but he was sure it was with Georgie. She was the only one who could make a crime lord blush.
"Yeah, almost two years now," he nodded, lightly running his finger along the ring "She's a great girl. I met her here in the city."
"Does she know what you do?"
"Yeah," he laughed "She doesn't like it too much."
"It's dangerous," she nodded "She just loves you that's all."
He smiled "So how about you. A doctor huh? Finally. If I heard you complain about that school one more time..."
"I did not!" she shrieked, slapping him lightly on the shoulder.
He laughed as he shielded himself from another attack. She may look like a helpless woman but she packed a punch.
"No, it was tough but it was worth it," she leaned against the wall "I mostly work with cancer patients but I really love working with the children. Their spirits just amaze me sometimes."
"My wife, she's having a baby."
"Really? You as a father? That'll be interesting," she kidded.
"I'm scared to death. What if I break it?"
"I doubt you'll do that," she giggled.
They sat there for a minute, both of them staring at the elevator doors.
"It's good to have you back," he smiled at her.
"It's good to be back."
Dillon hurried out of the jewelers carrying the little velvet box. He had dropped it off earlier in the morning for the ring to be polished.
"You're really going to do it," Ryan laughed as they ducked into the limo "You, Dillon Quartermaine, you're going to get married."
"I told you Ryan, you don't know what it's like. One day, love's gonna smack you right in the face and you're not gonna know what hit you."
"You do realize what this means. Extra heat on you."
"I know," Dillon nodded "But I've got enough men to ensure my peace of mind."
"So when are ya going to do it?"
"Tonight, she's going home. She's got some things to take care of at work and I told her I wanted to take her out for dinner before she left."
He had it all planned out. What he was going to say. Where they were going to sit. He had been planning it in his head since he was a kid. It was going to be just like a movie. Something that Cary Grant would envy. It was funny. He had hardly thought about movies since he'd left Port Charles, since he had left her. There hadn't been much time for it but also, he hadn't wanted to see them. They didn't matter.
Georgie stood up as she saw the elevator doors open, expecting Dillon. Instead, Emily and Maxie stepped into the hallway. They were both holding shopping bags and laughing.
"Do you have any money left?" Georgie smiled as she met them.
"Just a little," Maxie giggled "It's our last day in the city, we had to have something to commemorate this trip."
"To commemorate you being with the man you love," Emily smiled, putting her arm around Georgie.
"You know, Dillon was going to take me out to dinner tonight. I bet he wouldn't mind if you guys came, and Nikolas. It would be nice, all of us together before we leave."
"Sounds good, if you don't think he'd mind."
"I wouldn't think so," Georgie shook her head "Just come back here about seven."
"Ok," Maxie smiled, pulling her sister into a hug "I'm so happy for you Georgie. I feel like I have my sister back."
"You do."
The girls turned and got back on the elevator, passing by Dillon on his way onto the floor.
"Hey," he kissed her on the cheek "What were they doing here?"
"Oh, they came to show off all the stuff they bought," she laughed "I invited them to come to dinner with us tonight."
"What?" Dillon's eyes widened.
"Yeah, I didn't think you'd mind. I thought it would be nice, you know?"
"Um," Dillon tried to process everything. He couldn't tell her no because then she would sense that he was planning something. The last thing he wanted to do was give away the surprise.
"If it's not ok, I can call them," Georgie walked back into the house and Dillon followed, shutting the door.
"No, no it's fine," he insisted, forcing a smile "Great. You're right, it *would* be nice."
"Ok," she smiled, "I'm just gonna go take a shower."
Once she was gone, he dropped onto the sofa and sighed. He was not going to ask her at dinner in front of everybody, and he wasn't going to wait until she got back from Port Charles, that was too long. He had to do it tonight. He would have to ask her before everyone else came back. He knew he should have told Maxie or Emily, but he thought against it, afraid they would blab the truth.
"It's ok," he told himself, standing up, surveying the room. This definitely wasn't the type of surrounding he was hoping for but he would have to improvise. If only the families could see him now, nervous and shaking. They would laugh in his face. Nobody took orders from a bumbling mess, like how he was at that very moment. He couldn't remember the last time he had been like this, but he was sure it was with Georgie. She was the only one who could make a crime lord blush.