country they want help with getting to the altar and of course assisting with the guest arrivals. As for why they hired us, Yvonne said she knew about you already and was stoked that you were now doing destination weddings. See, that’s just how fabulous we are!”
“That’s awesome!” Everything is falling into place. “Great, when’s the wedding?”
“Oh that…you’re not going to like it.”
Uh oh, bad news?
“In six days. The flight’s been booked for you. You need to be at the airport in seven hours, I’ll send you the itinerary now.” He says it so fast it makes my head spin. Actually, what he said makes my head spin.
A gasp escapes my mouth, and I drop my pen onto the floor. “Are you serious? How is that enough time to plan everything they need?”
A running list of things run in my head. It’s still possible to do, but I need all relevant documentation, contacts, RSVPs, lists…and on it goes.
“Yes, I realise it is a bit rushed, but the venues for the ceremony and reception are all booked. Luckily , I was able to get the final RSVP guest list, so you can work your magic and get the rest done when you arrive.”
“I’m not a bloody magician, Gabe,” I groan and rub my temples to make sense of what I need to do.
“Hun, relax. I’m not trying to underestimate the work, but this one isn’t too bad. Hence why we are charging them this much, for the last minute service. Besides knowing you, you’ll have all the work done by the time you arrive!” He chuckles. “And we’ve got Tristan to help us out remember? He’s coming to Bangkok straight after his trip in the States. I bet you’ll be excited right?
I blush, clearing my throat. “Umm yeah sure…”
“Yeah speaking of that, I need to talk to you about that. But when I see you.”
I nod in agreement. “Okay, sure thing. I’ll go to your place when I’m done packing?”
Gabe pauses for a moment, and I can hear him trying to stifle a giggle. “Actually, I’m here already. In Bangkok, that is.”
My nostrils flare quietly, I feel all uneasy now. I have to endure through another flight alone? Gah! I was really hoping my Xanax free flight would involve Gabe at least. “What?”
“I was still in Capri when Tristan called, it made sense to come here straight away. Sorry for the rush! But wait ‘til you arrive, the hotel is amazing. Tristan’s hooked up with like all the major hotel branches and we are getting a major discount with them. Naturally I booked one of the best hotels.”
Nodding, I smile. “I’m guessing you used the company account to book it all?”
“Yup, this new gig rocks! In fact, he’s just hooked up period! Good job bumping into him!”
I can hear the jubilation in his voice. A happy Gabe means a happy me.
“Okay in that case, you can do a couple of things for me while I’m on the way.”
“Of course darl, what do you need?”
Pacing around the room, I am a woman on a planning mission. “Confirm who the caterers are, and of course dietary requirements. Also, find out who is delivering the flowers, decorating the church, music…actually just check with the couple what they have confirmed. I want the full report when I arrive and we can go from there. I can always dig into my book of contacts if it’s an emergency, but—”
I can hear him scribbling away. “To be honest most of those things are already handled, we’re just picking up where the wedding planner left off. But I will provide you all the details. I’ll email you all the info, you can get busy and plan like the fanatical person you are.”
We say goodbye and as soon as I hang up the phone, I rush to my bedroom and take out my suitcase. I don’t really have time to think, I just need to do. I need to grab clothes from my wardrobe, pack my laptop, toiletries, stationery.
However, there is one thing I’m not going to pack, as much as I really want to. Xanax. Not because I made a deal I with
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