area and sitting down as Bella pulled out her diary and the many large folders full of information on everything needed for a wedding.
The two talked for several minutes, Bella looking at Samantha with worry in her eyes before blurting out the one thing that filled her mind, “ Two weeks…two weeks. Need to plan a HUGE wedding in two weeks” her eyes narrowing, concern deep within the blueness, her voice soft, wary, “Why two weeks Sam? It seems so soon.”
Sam gave a small smile. “I think that Dante expected to win me over faster”, before she gave a shaky smile seeing the look of doubt on Bella’s face, touching her hand softly. “Well we know how we feel Bella, and we could wait six months or a year. But at the end of the day, it would just be time wasted, and well, we want a baby... And we don’t want to bring it into the world before we are married.”
Bella had been beside herself, a large smile on her face as tears once more shone in her eyes, her finger flicking away a tear. “You are going to have me a wreck”, she sobbed softly, the two women again hugging. The soft knock on the door pulled them apart, Bella looking in surprise at Sam, questioning who it was as her friend shrugged her shoulders, declaring it to be her office.
Moving to open the door, a polite smile on her lovely face she felt the shock slam into her, the smile melting in disbelief as Philippe stood outside. “Hello Bella”, his deep voice washed over her, his eyes holding hers seeing the pain flit through her eyes before she stepped back, dropping them from him, a more guarded look on her beautiful face.
“Hello Philippe, nice to see you .” Her voice was hoarse as she fought hard to once more gain control of herself.
From the other side of the room Samantha ran forward to launch herself into his arms. “Oh my God... Philippe, what brings you here?”, she cried as he hugged her back, smiling as he congratulated her, declaring Dante to have been a fool to ever let her go. His eyes briefly flicked to the woman moving back over to sit quietly at the table.
Sam saw his look, giving him an encouraging smile as she caught the uncertainty in him before grabbing his hand as she dragged him to the table with her. “It is good to see you too Bella .” Philippe’s eyes were focussed on her, Bella seeming unsure of what to do as she fidgeted with her hair, smoothing it down, giving a small half-smile back, one which had not reached her lovely eyes. “Dante asked me to be his best man. And I thought I would pop down and offer my help, knowing the groom and all.”
Bella looked up at him, swallowing the soft groan as she pulled her diary to her, trying to calm down as she made a big show of looking at dates, Philippe and Sam looking at each other , Sam shrugging her shoulders not knowing what Bella was doing. Clearing her throat Bella finally lifted her pencil. “My assistant can talk to you tomorrow...”
Philippe interrupted as his hand stopped her, a resolute look on his face, “Actually Bella, I would rather deal with you .”
Bella felt her heart thumping deep in her chest with just the touch of his hand on her, her eyes growing harder, a scowl on her brow. “I am sorry Philippe, as much as I appreciate your offer , I hope that you understand that I have a very short time to organise this wedding and my diary is full.”
Philippe felt anger rise in him at her deliberate snub, looking over at Sam who tactfully looked away, her actions letting him know that he was on his own. Taking a calming breath, he again smiled sweetly at her, seeing the surprise on her face. “Well of course you do, but I know how appointments get cancelled so I will take this.” He picked up one of the business cards Dante had provided her with that afternoon, her face a picture as she stared open-mouthed at him. “I will phone you later. See if there are any changes.”
Spluttering, unable to speak ,