Saturday morning I'm awoken by someone's hands and arms hugging me. I jolt up and realise I am still in my office. Sleeping on my couch with Phillip hugging me. I quickly look down at myself.

Fully clothed. I wipe my forehead 'phew' I whisper to myself. I look back down at Phillip, his shirt is unkempt. Its crinkled from sleeping in it and hanging out. I smile at him. He looks so peaceful and sexy right now. I slap myself for even thinking he looks sexy.

I slowly get up off the couch trying not to wake Phillip and walk out to the kitchen.

I reach it and turn the kettle on, grab two cups, place a tea bag in each and give myself a tea spoon of honey. Kettle dings and I pour the boiling hot water in. I place the cups on sauces, then onto a try and carry them back to my office. I push the door open with my ass and walk in. Phillip wakes up slowly, I place the tray onto the small coffee table.

"Morning sunshine!" I say with a happy voice. I pick up a cup of tea and hand it to him, "Truce?"

Phillip smiles and takes the tea. "Thank you and truce!"

I pick up my cup and we cheers at each other. Its awkward, but a comfortable awkward between us. I take another sip and then walk over to my desk, turn my computer on and log in.

"What are you doing?" Phillip inquires.

"Checking my emails..." I look up at him, "What does it look like I'm doing?"

"Nothing, I'm just ch-"

"SHIT!" I cut him off. "No... No... No!!!" I say.

"What is it?" Phillip quickly moves from the couch and over to my side.

"My wedding venue won't refund or cancel the dates... Fuck my life!" I groan.

"What's the big deal?"

"The big deal... It means I don't get any of the $10,000 grand back, or the deposit and I have to use the venue otherwise it's a waste of money..." I tell him and groan again. I sulk back into my chair.

"When was the wedding?" He asks.

"Next Friday..." I let out, "But..."

"Where's the shoot supposed to be Friday?" He cuts me off.

"Portsea, in a park, close to where my wedding venue is, why?" I look at him.

"I have an idea!" He moves to the couch and picks up his phone.

"What are you thinking?" I asked him.

"Move the shoot to your wedding venue, the company will give you the money back since you've already paid for it!"

I get up off my chair and run over to him. "You are brilliant Phillip!" I hug him tight, "I completely under estimated you!"

He laughs and then realises what I just said. "Hey, that hurts!" He touches his heart and pretends to be hurt. I laugh at him.

"Can you call Jonathon?" I ask Phillip, "I need to use the little girl's room!"

"Yeah sure..." He pauses, "Did you really just say little girl's room?"

"Yes!" I sang out of my office.

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Very early Friday morning I am in a car with Phillip driving to Port Sea for the photo shoot. We have chit chat and what not, and silence, buts its comfortable silence between us.

Phillip convinced Jonathon and then Jonathon had to double check the figures to make sure we could go ahead with it. Apparently we were still under budget by a lot. We spent the whole week prepping for the shoot, double checking with our models, fittings, test shots and trailing all the clothing styles.

We didn't have stick thin model, who were 5 foot 10 or higher. We had woman of all shapes and sizes for our shoot. It was one thing I wouldn't budge on when it came to the company and surprisingly Phillip agreed with me.

For the past week, Phillip and I have actually gotten along with eachother; no fights, no arguments. We were cool, calm and collected. He finally understood me and I slowly got to know him more. Tuesday night he cancelled his dinner reservations and stay behind to help me finish off the last of the dresses. We bonded and I finally found a soft spot for him.

"So how are you feeling?" Phillip asks me.

"What do you mean?"

"I'm asking since today was supposed to be your big day. How are you feeling?" He turns his head, but I keep focus on the drive and road ahead.

"I'm ok," I sigh out, "To be honest. I'm not nervous or scared about the whole thing. I'm just glad I found out that my ex fiancé was slumming it with my best friend before we got married."

"You're being a brave girl aren't you?" He eyes are focused on me and I can feel him burning a whole into me.

"Firstly, I am a woman, so I am a brave woman. Secondly, stop staring at me!"

Phillip puts his hands up to surrender. He starts to laugh at me and I couldn't help but join in.

I looked ahead to see a sign; 5km Port Sea. We had just passed Sorrento and weren't that far away. My phone started to ring.

"Can you answer that please?" I asked Phillip.

"Alright..." He reached down to my phone and accepted the call and put it on speaker.

"Where are you?" The voice on the other end spoke. It was Jonathon but he didn't sound right.

"Not far away why?" I ask back, still keeping focused on the road ahead.

"Just checking..." He sounds worried. I glare out my windscreen.

"Jonathon Arthur Hack, what's wrong?"

Silence grew between us. I heard him talking to people in the background of his phone; He started to yell at people.

"JONATHON!" I snap back at my phone.

"Ahhh... Where are you?" He asks.

I look at the road and put my right blinker on to enter the gates to the venue.

"We are at the gates about to enter. Why? What's wrong Jonathon?"

"Fuck... Shit... Crap..." He swears into the other end of his phone. He hangs up the phone abruptly.

"What was that about?" Phillip finally speaks up.

"I have no clue."

I park the car and grab my handbag and hop out of the car. Jonathon comes racing over to me.

"TURN AROUND NOW!" He yells, coming closer to us.

"Why?" I question him, but keep walking to inside the venue. Jonathon grabs my wrist. I tug it away. "What's wrong?"

"Isla..." He turns his head and we arrive in the room.

The room is full of unknown people to me at first, but then I realise something. Standing at the other end of the room is Edward and Olivia. Edward is in a black tux with box tie and Olivia is in a white dress. Everyone turns their heads and face me. My jaw is clenched tight and the only faces I see are Edward and Olivia's staring at me gob smacked.

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