Wedding Plans and Έλληνες [Stella]

"Yes, ma'am." I say firmly and then smile.

"That's better" I grin and poke your side

Your actions forcing me to laugh.
"Please... st-op" I gently beg after some time.

"I didn't do anything" I say innocently

I just shake my head and smirk.
"Of course not."

"thats right, I would never poke my husband to be" I say with a big smile

"Nah you wouldn't because if you did...." I say with a hidden grin and pocke you back. "He'd get his revenge."

Jumps up and tries to poke you "Not fair! I didn't do anything"

I just laugh, but stop my attack.

"Thank you!" I smile and sit back on the couch

"Most welcome." I say and smile.
I lean back and just try to relax a little.

"You look tired. too much cleaning work?" I look at you with a big smile across my face

I look at you with a surprised glance.
"Not too much, was okay for me." I say, stifling a yawn... well maybe my day was long enough?

"Well if it was ok you should do the bathroom too" I grin and watch you stifling a yawn

"How about I did that already?" I say with a small smile.
But then, seeing the magazines again, something else comes to my mind and I get up and walk up to one of the shelves, getting a piece of paper and come back.

"What are you doing?" I ask him with a smile

"Ah... just something that came to my mind. I've been... searching the internet... just being curious. You said you wanted a modest dress, right?" I say and sit back down, but hiding what was on the paper.

"Yes that's what I said, you found something?" I ask curiously and try to look at the paper.

"A strange definition of modest." I say with a smirk and show her the paper with thatdress on it.

"Oh gaaaawd Mac, I'd never ever wear that" I frown

"I know and I didn't ever think that. But I just had to show you what you find, when you're looking for a modest wedding dress." I say and smirk.
Of course she wouldn't wear it. It wasn't modest and it wasn't anything like Stella.

"I'd rather wear my working cloths on the wedding" I grin and look at the picture again.

"like your Stella?" I ask with a big smile. that sounds kinda nice.

"Yes, like my Stella." I repeat with a smile and get another piece of paper, this time from where the magazines were. "This one looks nice."
This time there are a few more dresses on the page.