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Suze's POV

OK, let me just say that...

I SLEPT WITH JESSE!

Well, we didn't have sex or anything. But we were in the same bed together. I have to say it's quite wonderful to wake up with a sexy pediatrician cuddled up against you.

The next week passed. I told everyone about the engagement, including Father Dom. Jesse and I went and paid him a visit, asking him to be the minister for the ceramony, which he said yes to, of course. I knew he would. We're his favorite mediators.

Not that there's many, but, yeah.

Anyways, the time came up to meet our wedding coordinator.

"So, how big did you want your wedding?" Abigail asked us, legal pad in hand.

"Um... nothing too big and over blown." I started. "Maybe 50-100 people at the most."

OK, I know that sounds like alot, but it really isn't. I've been to a couple of 500+ weddings. And Jesse and I figured out that we wanted to invite about 70 people, but people tend to bring friends. Like girlfriends, new husbands, and such.

Jesse then asked. "What kind of wedding do you see for us? To tell you the truth, we are kind of clueless about the kind of wedding we want." Well, Jesse was the clueless one. He hardly knew about weddings.

She smiled a bit. Abigail wasquite beautiful, actually. Kind of like Kelly Prescott. Only smart. "Most people are. But, now I've met you two, I have a few ideas." She leaned back into the chair she was sitting in. "I was thinking about something with roses of every color, atnight with plenty of candles, a receptionat the beach. Maybe at the Hilton.They have a great outside balcony that we can rent out. Those are just a few I'm tossing around."

Oh, wow. I thought. That was just as I envisioned my wedding when I was little. "I think that's beautiful. I've always deamed of a night time wedding." I told her, looking over at Jesse, who seemed to like it as well, judging by thesmirk on his face.

"Butwe don't want anything too expensive. I mean, my step-dad already told me he would make the food and-" I was cut off by Abigail, who leaned on her desk, saying.

"I can get you that balcony for 500 if get reservations for it. My husband is the owner of that hotel. My cousins run a little shop that sells all wedding attire, including bridal dresses, bridesmaid dresses, tuxedo's. Even shoes. I have friends at floral shops, photography studios. Caterers(A/N: is that spelled right? I don't think so...), DJs. You name it, I have the connections. I canmake this wedding cost under 5,000, maybe 3,500 since there won't be that many people. Foreverything. Guarenteed."

I looked over at Jesse, who was looking at me, with an uncertain look on his face. I was still having difficulty beliving her myself. Turning back towards the wedding planner, I asked. "Could we be excused for just a minute?"

She nodded, leaving without a word.

"3,500 is still alot of money, Querida." Jesse told me. I couldn't help but smile. I'm sure his almost-wedding to Maria only costed, what, 50?

"Prices have changed since 1850, Jesse. So that's quite a bargin now." I told him. "Besides, if it ends up costing more than 5,000, we can just drive down to the courthouse, sign the marrige certificate and have a honeymoon at a Howard-Johnsons."

Jesse smiled a little, and pulled me into his warm embrace. Did I mention we were sitting on quite a comfortable couch? His lips came down on mine for a brief, but sensual, kiss. I didn't matter how long we kissed. Each one was always full with so much love. Pulling away, he shouted over through the other room for Abigail, only saying Mrs. Williams. Once she walked in, Jesse told her. "Could you please call your husband for that reservation?"

Gr... my muse is out poping popcorn or something. I had some issues with this chappy, but here it is anyway. The next one will be the engagement party at the beach, with Paul showing up.

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