Days and weeks passed by with Betty and Gio just going about life, working and living - together. This was a major adjustment for both of them. Neither of them had had roommates other than their family and siblings, so both were in new territory but exploring it together.
Waking up with his face buried in Betty's hair, Gio smiled and inhaled her scent. 'Mmm, she smells so good, no matter what time of the day' he thought to himself, however, his sniffing didn't go unnoticed. "Are you hinting that I need a shower?" Betty said, startling him by speaking him and asking such a comment. "Hells no B! Don't be silly! I was actually thinking to myself that you smell great anytime of the day." "Ohh, ok…thanks Gio," Betty felt very small at this point, but relaxed when Gio wrapped his arms around her waist, pulled her closer to his chest and rested his head in the crook of her neck. She held onto his hands and squeezed them with reassurance also. "Mmm…can we stay like this all day?" Gio murmured into her neck, not wanting to leave the warmth and comfort of their bed. "We don't have to go to work today, we can just stay home together…I'm sure there's plenty of things we could do!" he said suggestively raising his one of his eyebrows. "Are you kidding Gio? I have to go to work and I think you should too. I've got a really good feeling about today." "B, you say that every day! Ugh…fine…you get ready and I'll prepare breakfast" Gio said as he was sliding out of bed. "No!" Betty said sitting up and pulling on his shoulder and then slamming her hand against Gio's bare chest, pushing him back on to the bed. "Ooh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean for it to be so…forceful…" Cheekily he replied, "Don't be sorry; but please – continue!" "Not now Gio! I'm going to make us breakfast for a change and you can get ready!" Not arguing, he jumped out of bed, Gio headed off to the bathroom while Betty put on the nearest clothes that she could find and walked off to the kitchen.
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"Talk about yummy mummy!" "What are you talking about Gio?" "Well, look at you!" he said as he made his way to the dining table. Sitting down, he made himself comfortable and continued, "Standing there in our kitchen, making our breakfast and in my shirt – and only in my shirt! Wow! You just keep surprising me B. So what's for breakfast sweetie?" Betty made her way to the table with a plate full of bacon rashers, poached eggs and toast. While she was putting the plates down, Gio just looked at her with awe. As soon as she placed the last plate on the table, he grabbed her arm and pulled her onto his lap. Cuddling her, she put her arms around his neck and he kissed her softly. She slowly then pulled herself away and sat herself down on the chair opposite. "Let's eat!" Betty said excitedly. Once they had finished, she started collecting the dishes for washing, but Gio interrupted her by planting a kiss on her cheek. "Thanks for breakfast B. It was scrumptious – just like you. Let me clean up, so you can get ready for work." "Ohh, thanks sweetie" Betty said before heading towards to the bedroom.
Gio waited for Betty in the lounge room. Occupying himself by watching the early edition of FashionTV, he was able to get the latest news and gossip. Betty finally emerged from the bedroom, couldn't believe her eyes and asked, "What are you doing?!" "Taking an interest in your industry. It's the least I could do; you're interested in my industry, seeing as you like to eat!" Gio laughed hard, but his shoulder was thumped harder by Betty. "Oww. I was joking around B, baby lighten up" "Yeah, well, I don't make fun of your industry!" "Oh yes you have! Remember you didn't like my pickle to begin with? But now you love the pickle!" said Gio, making the first sexual connotation of the day. Betty started replying but changed the topic quickly, "Yeah, well…never mind…let's go…I've still got a good feeling about today!" as she headed toward the front door.
Arriving at their location, they got out of the van, kissed their farewells and went to their separate places of business.
The day was passing before Betty's eyes. Soon enough, she was in the board room with the rest of the team planning the next issue of MODE. As Daniel was going around the room asking for everyone's ideas, he reached Betty, usually he only asks the creative team and journalists, but instead he assigned her a task. Betty was taking the minutes of the meeting but not really paying attention to what was being said, so when she was jotting everything down and saying out loud what she wrote, so after writing down her task and repeating it out loud, she stopped abruptly. "Whaaa? What? Excuse me Daniel?" "Betty, we'll discuss this later" is all that Daniel said and he continued on with the meeting.
Once the meeting concluded, Betty waited around to talk to Daniel once he finished talking to the creative team. "So Betty," Daniel said turning to face Betty, "I've been waiting for the ideal assignment to present itself for you to undertake. We need something covered for this issue and you're the perfect candidate. This is a chance for you to write something serious for the magazine, something to help you with your folio." "Oh Daniel, thank you so much" Betty said whilst hugging Daniel. "What's the project? Is it reviewing a restaurant? Interviewing an author? How long does it have to be?" "Betty, you're the writer, you decide everything about the article, however the topic is going to be about the crazy fashions which are starting to emerge on catwalks. You know the usual timeline as well. Good luck! Thanks Betty."
Betty turned on her heel and walked back to her desk with her clipboard held firmly against her chest. She sat down at her desk and screamed loudly on the inside. She couldn't believe it, she finally had the chance to write something; and not for any magazine, it was for MODE magazine! With so much excitement, she couldn't keep it to herself. She ran across the office floor and took the stairs to get to the lobby.
*BANG* Rushing to the door of the deli, Gio pulled it open and helped Betty off the footpath. "B, are you alright? You ran straight into my door, you do realize the handle needs to be turned right?!" Helping Betty into the nearest chair inside the deli and passing her a bottle of water, Gio sat down next to her. "What's happened babe, is everything ok?" "OK? Everything's fantastic! Gio, Daniel just gave me an assignment for the magazine! I get to write my first article for MODE!" "That's fantastic news Betty! I knew you would get that chance one day. So what are you going to be writing about?" And just as she was about to answer, the deli phone rang. Gio looked at the phone and then back at Betty, "Answer it Gio, it'll be important." "Thanks B. That's great news about you." He kissed her quickly and darted to the phone. "Good afternoon, Gio's Deli, Gio speaking…" A moment passed and Gio covered the speaker of the phone and called out to Betty, "Ahh, B, Sorry, but I've gotta take this call. We'll celebrate tonight though. See you here when you finish ok?" Feeling slightly dejected, she replied, "Sure, no problem, I should be getting back anyway." She went up to Gio, kissed his phone free cheek and left the deli.
Closing time at the deli and Betty still wasn't in the shop. Gio was becoming worried. He had phoned Betty a few times but she wasn't answering. Panic was setting in. He was hoping that the phone call earlier hadn't upset her. She had nothing to worry about. Grabbing a treat before locking up the shop and heading towards the lift, Gio made him way up to the MODE floor. Walking toward Betty's desk, he understood why she wasn't answering. She had her headphones plugged in and she was singing her heart out whilst typing madly. Creeping up behind her, Gio put his arms around Betty presenting a black and white cookie in front of her. Her face lit up and she turned around in her chair, yanking the headphones out from the monitor. The music started blaring but she quickly turned it down. "I tried calling you, but obviously you couldn't hear either of your phones!" Betty looked guilty and said "I was so excited about my article that I decided to start my research and jot down some ideas." "I thought so when you didn't turn up at the deli." "Omigod, is that the time already? Wow, time flies eh? Come on, let's get out of here."
Arriving back home, Betty put her bag down and changed out of her work clothes whilst Gio went straight to the kitchen to start dinner. Once comfortable, Betty pulled out her laptop and set it up on the dining table. Continuing her research and idea brainstorm, Gio asked her the questions he wanted to at the deli before the phone call. "So tell me about the article Suarez" "Well, Daniel said that I'm the writer so I can do what I want, but I have to write about the weird fashions which are starting to show up in the recent fashion shows." Gio thought to himself, he knew exactly why Daniel gave Betty that assignment and not another Modie. "They actually mentioned something about this 'phenomena', that's what they called it, on FashionTV this morning. See, I have an interest in what you do Ms Suarez!" "HAHA very funny Gio. Thanks, I'll look it up; maybe they've got a vodcast or something on their site."
"Alright, dinner's about to be served…" That was Gio's signal for Betty to clear her computer away from the table. As they prepared themselves to eat, Betty quickly said "This dinner looks so delicious. Looks like you've outdone yourself Rossi, what's the occasion?" "Well I was going to tell you in a few moments, but I'll tell you now." As he was serving up the dishes to both plates, he reminded Betty of the late afternoon phone call that interrupted them. "So who was it" "It was The Food Network. They want to do a feature on the deli. They also mentioned that Mario Batali was interested in helping me expand my deli! They came by soon after the phone call to talk in person and to check out the deli, and well, there's a deal on the table but I told them that I have to think about and talk over it with my partner before settling." Betty was ecstatic, but had a puzzled look on her face, "Who's your partner?" "You silly! You're part of my five year plan just as much as the future condiment bar, so of course I want to talk about it with you. Y'know, get your thoughts and opinions. This will be a huge step and it needs to be right for it to work. I value you B." "Ohh Gio, of course I'll help you. I'm sure you would've made the best decision anyway, but I'm glad we're doing things together."
Betty stood up to clear the dishes and told Gio to relax on the couch; she would join him later once everything was cleaned. As he walked over to the lounge, Gio walked past Betty's should bag, and was distracted by a peculiar smell. He questioned Betty over it and she remembered. Rushing to her bag, she pulled out a pair of cheesy balls. Gio's eyes widened and his jaw dropped. His hands gravitated toward the cheese, just enough for them to be gently placed into his cupped palms. "Omigod Betty, where did you get this? Do you even know what this is?" "Yeah, it's your heaven from a cow! Daniel knows someone who imports it so I managed to get some for you." "Talk about things happening in threes, first you get your article, I get the opportunity to expand and you find my cheese! You're the best girlfriend in the world Betty Suarez."