[shorter chapter than usual, its unedited and almost just a set up for whats coming :)]
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They had arrived in Milan after spending two days in Monaco. Isobel met up with them at the rental she had booked for the three days Marcy would be staying here. It was a lot more private than staying at a hotel and it was closer to where the show was going to be held. Marcy had her dress fitting today and a practice run tomorrow before the show on Friday.
Max's trainer Brad had come along so he and Max could work on training for the first two days that Marcy was busy.
After the show on Sunday, Marcy and Max would be going on a two-day yacht vacation, to help them launch their engagement photos that they had taken months ago. Brad and Isobel were staying in a hotel near to where Max and Marcy were spending their three days. Milan was one of Marcy's favourite places to be. She enjoyed Milan fashion week a lot more than Paris fashion week. Milan was one of her first breaks into the big leagues.
"Do you think we'll be able to go out for dinner today?" Max asked, he was sitting on the bed while Marcy stood in front of the mirror, brushing her hair, and doing a bit of makeup.
"I don't see why not," Marcy said.
"I wanna take you out," Max informed her.
"I should be done my fitting by 4 in the afternoon."
"How about we say a 7pm dinner reservation?"
"Sounds good to me."
"Sweet," Max stood up, walked over to Marcy, and leaned down for a kiss. She leaned up to meet him halfway, connecting their lips. "Have a good day babe, I'm gonna meet up with Brad, get some training out of the way."
"Thank you, have a good training session."
Max left the room and Marcy texted Isobel to let her know she was almost ready. There was something very domestic in the way Max and her had started to act, ever since australia things has changed between them and she knew the others had noticed it too. With their court wedding getting closer and closer and her and Max getting to know each other, she was starting to get more comfortable with this contract marriage.
Once Marcy was done with her makeup and make sure she looked good, she left her room to meet up with Isobel who had just arrived to the lobby. Today wasn't going to be too hard, just a few outfit checks, a short briefing of the show and then she'd be free.
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Marcy had just finished trying on the first two outfits she would be modeling, and the staff made alterations in places where needed. The studio had just called for a lunch break, so she went to a nearby cafe with Isobel to match their itinerary and make sure they were on track for everything, Sara had added a photoshoot for tomorrow morning before the dress run and interview, meaning Marcy would be too busy on Thursday to spend any time with Max. At least they had dinner tonight.
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