“So the venue is set…”

Carmen listened as you flipped through the pages of the planner you two had prepared, your brows furrowed and eyes focused.

It’d been a while since you’d gotten engaged. It was the one thing in his life that Carmen was absolutely sure of, the one thing he didn’t think twice about. And after you accepted, it was blissful.

Until both of you realized you’d need to plan the wedding.

Carmen knew he was busy. Most of his time since he’d come back to Chicago was spent first trying to fix The Beef, then open The Bear, and now it was all about sustaining The Bear, bettering it. He only realized just how much it took of him when both of you sat down one day to plan out how to plan the wedding.

You were busy, he was busy, and for months, there wasn’t a time to sit down and actually research it all, correlate vendors or book everything. Both of you were aware it was necessary and a long time coming, so today, both of you took the day off work to finally plan.

He looked at you as you paused on the promotional photos on the pages. He knew how excited you’d been to get to the fun part, and even though he was just as excited, a part of him was freaking out. It was a lot to balance the restaurant and the planning.

When he saw you pause on a page of the magazine you were flipping through, your eyes going over the different designs of wedding dresses, all those worries kind of melted away.

“This one, that’s pretty,” he said as he pointed to a specific design on the page.