- You and your fiance have now discussed everything you want, so now you need to discuss who will be at your wedding, and the number of people you'll invite so you can decide if the amount of people invited fits your budget. Also, you will be picking your Wedding Party (Maid of Honor, Best Man, Groomsmen and Bridesmaids)
"Hey baby." Nate murumered into my hair as he pulled me into a hug, and tilted me back, and our lips met. He began giving me big pecks all over my face. I giggled, and we sat down on our seats.
"How's work?" I asked still flustered from his ambush. He shrugged and loosened his tie.
"Stressful." I frowned. "But lets not talk about work." He grinned up at me and then dipped one of his french fries in ketchup.
"Sweetie..." I gave him a doubtful look. Working on Wall Street was tough, and It put a strain on some people. I knew it was hard for him to even meet me for lunch, and we had a wedding to plan.
"It's OK, really, don't worry about it." He shook his head and chewed. "So lets get down to this wedding stuff." I nodded and pulled out my phone, and the notebook I had been writing every thing down in.
"So, I have the list here of who we're inviting, which we looked at last night-"
"Oh yeah!" He took the notebook and jotted down a few names.
"Who's that?" I asked, biting into my chicken.
"Just some work people." He shrugged. "No big deal." I nodded.
"Well, uh, I think we have our guest list all sorted out, have you picked your groomsmen?" I asked, and flipped to a new page.
"Yeah. Alex, Chris, Matt, and Zach. Alex is my best man obviously." I scribbled down the names, expecting that group of guys. "And your little brother."
"What? He can't be a groomsmen! He's so... little."
"Chill, babe! It's not like he's going to the bachelor party." I rolled my eyes as he grabbed my hand.
"What about you?" He asked.
"Lexi, Charlotte, Frida, Ally, and Candice." I glanced at the list I had already written. Lexi was my sister, and Candice was Nate's sister. Frida had been my best friend for years and was my MOH. Frida was like that too, an old college friend. Same with Ally.
"Cool! I'm guessing Frida is your 'Maid of Honor' or whatever?" He asked, pronouncing Maid OF Honor in a funky accent. I laughed and nodded.
"I'm sure your sister will just adore being a bridesmaid!" I grinned, my tone dripping with sarcasm. Truthfully, I'd rather her not be a bridesmaid, but it's the best thing to do.
"Oh shut up, she loves you!" I rolled my eyes.
"No, she doesn't." I took a long sip of my wine. "We're inviting about 150 people, you are aware of that right?" I asked.
"Yeah, the more the merrier!" Nate was such a positive person, and that was one of the many reasons I loved him. I thought to myself.
"I have to get back." He sighed.
"Oh, babe." He sent off the bill and gave me a big hug.
"I love you, so much." He whispered to me.
"I love you too." I squeezed again. "See you at home." I grabbed my bag and we walked out together, holding hands until we came to his building, and I kissed him again. Waving him off. We were getting married. We were really getting married. So I hailed the cab, and I had an extra leap in my step the rest of my day.
Life was great.