Is that a promise?

Sunday evening I chatted with Mom before we went to bed. She told me she was fine staying at the mansion until after the wedding. I got the feeling she didn't want to leave me to the wolves. I asked if she wanted to come into town with me during the days so she wouldn't have to stay there, but she declined again. Apparently she didn't really run into anyone as she stayed in her room most of the time. She said it was relaxing and she really didn't mind. I hope she was telling the truth because it was obvious she wasn't going to change her mind.

We also discussed where she would like to live after I was married. I let her know she was free to stay in our apartment until the lease ran out in six months, then I could renew it or we could find a new one for her, or she could live in the penthouse with us or in Ethan's families manor. Her vote was to stay in our apartment, well her apartment now, and figure it out when it was closer to the lease ending. She was very opposed to staying with us in our newlywed time. Which I can honestly say I am grateful for. It will be enough of an adjustment without worrying about another person in the mix. Even if that person is my amazing Mom.

Monday evening Ethan invited me to eat with him before I headed back to the mansion. It was a nice relaxing dinner with just the two of us. The restaurant was upscale and in the future I'd have to let him know that he didn't need to impress me with the most expensive places to eat. I mean, while the food is good, it's not worth the amount they charge. I've heard the arguments that it's the experience, mood and all that, but I'm sorry I don't buy it. Those places only treat you amazing if they know you're rich. And since I grew up poor I have had enough people look down on me to last my whole life, I don't need to pay people to do it. And maybe part of it is because Mom can cook better than some of the food I've eaten at expensive places and she actually cooks enough for everyone, instead of tiny portions. Ethan probably has no idea that I have such strong opinions on the matter. I'll have to try to tame it down when I tell him, I wouldn't want him to think I was crazy or make him feel bad.

What I loved most about dinner was the easy conversation between us. We'd start talking about one thing and ten minutes later we'd be on a completely different topic with no real explanation as to how we got there. It just naturally flowed and wasn't awkward. It is also not like what we talked about was memorable, but being with him and having the time together was.

After dinner we took a stroll before saying good night, he was staying in town that night as he had to be at work early the next day. As we were walking I did notice how many girls were trying to get his attention and how much he just ignored them and focused on me. It made me feel like the only girl in the world, at least in his eyes.

Tuesday afternoon we had a meeting with the Wedding Planner to finalized all the details. My last patient had cancelled so we were able to meet with her earlier in the afternoon. As we went over all the final details, she discussed final headcount, seating charts, marriage license, vendor status, the reception timeline, toasts, bridal party gifts, vows it really hit me that I was getting married in four days. FOUR DAYS!

I mean four weeks ago I was completely oblivious to anything that was currently happening in my life right now. Tomorrow it would be four weeks since I met my dad and was encouraged to get to know Ethan by him. It's crazy how much my life has changed in a month. And in four days I was going to be a married woman.

I was brought back to reality instead of my run away thoughts when the wedding planner asked about the Honeymoon. I was slightly taken aback. Was that part of her responsibility? Apparently. But honestly I'm not complaining, she is doing so much of the work that and I don't have to worry about most of these things other than expressing my opinion and making the final decisions.

"We're going to a resort for Saturday and Sunday evenings. All the arrangements have been taken care of so you don't need to worry about that." Ethan said.

Good to know our small honeymoon was planned. I was a little concerned because I did have work on Monday. I leaned over to Ethan, "Sunday night too? Am I going to be able to make it into work on time?"

Ethan smiled at me and answered "I may have been able to get you half of Monday off, they were able to rearrange your appointments. Those that didn't reschedule are being seen by your colleagues. So we have until your lunch break ends to get you back."

I was surprised by his thoughtfulness. "That's amazing, thank you!"

He whispered into my ear, "It's going to be hard enough to leave after only two nights, once I finally get you in bed."

Based on the heat of my face after he said that I'm sure I was as red as a tomato. He is such a merciless tease and I know he loves making me blush. If only I didn't blush so easily! But two can play at this game.

I leaned closer to his ear and I'm sure the wedding planner loved this part of her job, because I'm sure we're not the only ones to whisper back and forth, "Maybe it's me who won't let you out of bed."

He looked at me for a minute before asking, "Is that a promise?"