"Oh Belle. You look beautiful!" Allie gasped softly.

Belle smiled as she stepped up onto the platform surrounded by mirrors in the bridal boutique on a cold, dreary January afternoon. She had been trying on dresses for a week straight. Every other last detail was picked and planned for the wedding, except for her dress.

"I really like this one." Belle studied her reflection. She pulled her hair up off her neck into a faux bun and twisted back and forth causing the dress to swish around her.

The dress was simple. White, strapless, sweetheart cut, and satin. But against Belles skin tone and hair it looked breathtaking.

"I think this is the one." Belle chewed her lip.

"I think so to!" Allie jumped up clapping her hands together.

"I wish my mom were here." Belle stared in the mirror not allowing herself to blink in fear a tear might escape.

"Oh Bells." Allie said softly. She reached over taking Belle's hand in hers giving it a gentle squeeze. "I know you do. She would be so proud of you."

Belle squeezed Allie's hand back. "Thanks Al. And thanks for coming with me."

"Like I would miss this? I'm your maid of honor, your best friend, and I live, eat and breathe fashion."

Belle laughed. "What would I do without you?"

"Do you remember in 6th grade when we stayed up all night watching horror movies? And you said you were going to marry Leonardo DiCaprio? Then because we were too scared to sleep from the movies we designed your whole entire wedding."

Belle laughed. "Oh my gosh. Yes."

"Now you're going to have your fairy tale wedding." Allie smiled, "You're just going to be Mrs. Pratt instead of Mrs. DiCaprio."

"I hope Leo understands." Belle giggled.

----------------------------------------------

"I picked my dress...finally." Belle climbed over Chris's legs, which were extended out, propped on the coffee table in his living room and then plopped down on the couch next to him.

"You did?! I didn't think you'd ever find something. I can't wait to see it." He winked at her.

"I hope you like it."

"I know I will. You look stunning in everything you wear. Seeing you walk down the aisle will probably kill me."

"Well if it does Leonardo DiCaprio is my backup."

Chris laughed. "Wait what?" His laugh turned to a frown.

Belle giggled, "Nothing honey." She leaned over kissing his cheek.

"So I know we haven't talked about this, but where are we going to live after we get married?"

"What do you mean? We're not keeping our own places?" She had a deadpan look on her face.

Chris raised an eyebrow, "You got jokes tonight, huh?"

She laughed, "You don't want to live here?"

"Well my apartment is nice, and so is yours. But my place is, let's face it, a bachelor pad. I want a home with you." He turned to face her.

"Are you saying we should buy a house?"

"Yeah....maybe something with a huge back yard for Jack and Killen. Get Jack a treehouse....a big new bedroom."

"That sounds amazing. But I'm not sure I can take on house hunting and the wedding."

"Why don't you leave the house hunting to me? You just tell me what your must haves are."

"How did I get so lucky?" She slid her leg across his lap to straddle him.

"I'm the lucky one." He ran his hands up her back under her shirt. He started to slip it off over her head but Belle stopped him.

"Oh I forgot!! The honeymoon is booked!!" She pushed herself off him, jumping up she grabbed her phone from her purse across the room.

Chris frowned. "I thought maybe we were about to practice for the honeymoon." He called.

"What?" She asked distracted by her phone, her thumb busy scrolling  the screen.

"Nothing my love." He grabbed her by the waist pulling her down in his lap. "Show me where you decide to go for the honeymoon."

"Hey!" She frowned, "I asked for your input."

"I trust you." His lips grazed her ear before he gently nibbled on it. "Let's see."

"Penthouse suite of The Reef Atlantis." She read before flipping her phone around so he could see the lavish, spacious suite they would be spending their honeymoon in.

"Babe, that looks amazing. I've never been to Atlantis. You did good."

"Are you sure it's ok? I've never been either, but I've always wanted to go. There is so much to see and do-"

"I think we might be a little busy." He snatched the phone out of her hand tossing it to the side on the couch. Wrapping his arms around her tightly his kissed her neck running his fingers through her long hair.

"Always one thing on your mind Pratt." She teased.

"With you, Yes." He shifted up on his knees lying her down on the couch underneath of him.

"Save something for the honeymoon." She pursed her lips.

"That's 4 months away!" He shook his head before standing up, pulling her into his arms and then flipping her up onto his shoulder.

"Chris!!" She shrieked with laughter. "Put me down!"

"Nope." He slapped her on the butt beforecarrying her off to the bedroom.