Originally, this was going to be the last chapter. However, I decided to cut it in two, so there will be one more to go.
"That was a great wedding," Daniel said, as he and Betty walked into his loft. Betty kicked off her shoes, and sat on down on the couch. "It was, wasn't it. Hilda look beautiful and everything went smoothly. Thanks to you, she got to walk down the aisle before she started to show." Daniel sat down next to her, "They're a good couple. I'm happy for them." Betty leaned her head on Daniel's shoulder, "Me too," she said.
"By the way, did you talk to Hilda about our wedding. Was she OK with the date?" He asked her.
"Yeah, I talked to her, I actually need to talk to you about that." She felt Daniel tense up, she knew he was expecting the worse.
"Relax, it's not anything bad." She told him.
"Thank god, so what is it?" he asked.
"If we wait two months, Hilda will be five months pregnant. It won't be any fun for her or me, she won't be able to enjoy my bachelorette party and she'll be uncomfortable as my maid of honor. She's barely showing now, she comes back home with Bobby in a week. So I was wondering... since we're not doing the big wedding thing, and we don't need to worry about invitations, caterers, and fittings; can we go to Vegas in three weeks?" She asked
"Three weeks, huh. Yeah, I think we can pull it off." He said standing up and offering her his hand. Pulling her off the couch, "Why don't you go send an e-mail to everyone you want to invite. I'm gonna look at hotels, we can take the company jet. Get a head count and lets get to it. First thing tomorrow, we'll book everything."
"Oh we're fourteen total, I already knew how many people we'd be." She said as they walked to their room.
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"OK, I booked everyone at the Wynn. I put Ignacio, Elena, Justin and Austin, in a two bedroom suite. Hilda and Bobby have their own suite across, Christina and Stuart are next door to them. Marc and Amanda are also in a two bedroom suite, on the floor above your family. Mom and Tyler each have their own suites on the same floor, as Amanda and Marc. Now, you and I are staying in what their manager called their best suite, which is top floor, two rooms and a panoramic view." He said looking up at her from his laptop. Betty smiled at him, it wasn't often he did things himself. Usually his assistant set everything up, but she was happy to see he was hands on with the planning.
"why do we need a two room suite?" She asked him.
"Well Amanda informed me, that the night before the wedding we needed to sleep apart. In her words, ' To build the anticipation for the wedding night.' I think she just doesn't want me to know when you get back from your bachelorette party." He said laughingly.
"Well you know me, wild and crazy. I'll probably be back from my bachelorette party, before you are."
"Yeah right, we both know Marc and Amanda will keep you out all night. If for no other reason, than to make sure I'm back first."
She looked thoughtful for a moment, then smiled, "you're right." She said.
"I can't believe we planned a wedding in four hours, we're a great team." He told her.
"We are, well now that we're all done, I'm going out." She said.
Daniel looked at her surprised, "where are you going? You never said anything about having plans." he told her, wondering why she wanted to leave.
"Well I didn't, but Amanda wants to get together. She said I need honeymoon clothing, she sounded so excited... I couldn't say no."
"Honeymoon clothing, sounds promising. By all means go, and feel free to put it all on my credit card." He said giving her an eager smile.
"You're shameless, for that I will put everything on your credit card, including dinner." She said as she walked over to kiss him good-bye.
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"I'm exhausted, this is just way too much shopping for one day." Betty told Amanda, as they were seated for dinner. There were bags all around their table and on the extra chair.
"Excuse me," Amanda waived down a waiter, "could you put away some of these bags for us, we're expecting another person." She said, gesturing the the mess around them.
"Of course, I'll put them away in our coat check." He said picking up the bags and leaving.
"Daniel is going to kill me, how much did I spend?"
"I would say about five thousand," she said shrugging. "trust me he won't mind."
"I can't believe I let you talk me into paying five hundred dollars, for a piece of lingerie." She said putting her hand to her forehead.
"It's not any piece of lingerie, it's La Perla. It's a beautiful babydoll, he's gonna love it, trust me."
"What are we talking about? Sorry I'm late, actually I'm not." Marc said, sitting down in the empty chair.
"About the lingerie Betty bought, at La Perla. It's hot, I saw it on." She said raising her eyebrows.
"Wait, you went to La Perla without me? How could you, I wanted to help pick out lingerie too." He said.
"Don't worry, when we're in Vegas, she'll model it for us." Amanda told him.
"No I won't, that's just weird." Betty protested
"Oh come on, Betty. You know you want to." Amanda told her suggestively.
"You know you scare me sometimes," Betty told her.
"Well, you used to scare us all the time, with your hideous clothing." Marc told her.
"OK, I get it, no need to drudge up the past," Betty told them, pretending to be annoyed.
"I can't believe we're going to Vegas in a few weeks." Marc said clapping his hands together.
"I know it's gonna be the best vacation ever, all those men." Amanda said.
"Um... I'm getting married, remember," Betty interrupted.
"How could we forget, you keep mentioning it," Marc told her.
"Well excuse me, it is my wedding, the biggest day of my life." Betty said dramatically.
"Oh god, we have a bridezilla on our hands, be afraid Mandy, be very afraid." Marc said.
"You guys are impossible, you know that," Betty told them laughing.
"We know you love it." Marc said. "So Mandy, we have to plan the best bachelorette party, ever."
"Oh we will, as soon as Hilda is back, we're all over it. Betty's gonna get down and dirty in Vegas." Amanda said in a sing song voice.
"There will be no dirty, in Vegas. I'm getting married, so no debauching."
"Oh my little chimichanga, there will be plenty of debauchery. Of that I promise you," Marc said petting Betty's head. Betty slapped his hand away. The waiter came at that moment for their order. They stayed at the restaurant for two hours, discussing everything from the wedding to her first day at Mode. It was funny how far they've all come, and how they all came together.
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Betty made it into the apartment, with the help of the doorman. After dumping everything on the floor, she walked to the living room. Daniel was as she left him, on the laptop, sitting on the couch. "Have you even moved since I left?" She asked him, plopping down next to him after giving him a kiss.
"Yes I did, actually. Mom and Tyler came over, we ordered Chinese and talked about our plans. Tyler is gonna ask Amanda to be his date," he told her.
"Oh, I'm sorry I missed it," she said.
"You'll get plenty of time with mom before the wedding don't worry. How did your shopping go?" he asked.
Betty looked guilty, she had never been so free with money before. What was she thinking, it wasn't even her money. "Daniel, I feel awful. I spent so much money today, but I plan on returning most of it, I promise."
Daniel was shocked at how remorseful she sounded, "how much did you spend?" he asked.
"I don't know, I'm gonna add up the receipts now. Amanda thinks I spent about five grand. I'm sorry, I don't know why I went so crazy."
"Betty, it's OK. Don't return anything, five grand isn't a big deal. Come on, I know you're not the type to blow money. Enjoy the things you bought, don't feel guilty. I'm glad you did it, think about how much money I'm saving on the wedding." He said smiling at her.
"Besides, in a few weeks, it'll be your money too. Feel free to think of it that way now, whats mine is yours."
"You're wonderful, you know that. There was something I was wondering about. Marc brought it up at lunch today. Are we getting a prenumpt, I understand if you want to. We should just discuss it, first."
"A prenumpt? No, I didn't plan on getting one. Why do you want one?" He asked confused, a prenumpt never crossed his mind.
"No, it never crossed my mind either, till Marc brought it up."
"Well don't think about it, I have no interest in one. Like I said whats mine is yours, there is no need for anything in writing."
"And whats mine is yours, even though I don't really have anything." She said.
"You're enough, so are you gonna show me what you a bought?" He asked flirtatiously.
"Nope," she said, jumping off the couch and running to the room. Daniel sprang up and ran after her.