the Wedding Date

Chater Two

They arrive at Heathrow airport, deboard, and make their way towards baggage claim. As their waiting for their luggage. She takes a good look at him, admiring him thoroughly. He's wearing a dark blue navy suit, white shirt and a navy tie. She looks at his tie, then down at her dress, it's a navy blue dress. They are the exact same color.

"Please tell me you're not wearing that tonight. I mean it's not a big deal but I don't want to be to matchy-matchy and this .." she points out to Jon and herself, "is matchy-matchy."

Jon, amused, grabs the bags off the carousel and responds, "You think we look like we're trying too hard."

"Yes, exactly! I want us to look like we fit, but not like we are trying too hard. I mean it's welcome cocktails, not prom."

Jon laughs at her and then steadily looks at her.

"I'll teach you a trick. If you look people in the eye, they'll never even notice what you have on."

Dany overwhelmed by his closeness, breathing him in, stares at him mesmerized. He continues staring at her without breaking eye contact.

"What color are my shoes?"

"You have feet?" Dany answers in a dream like state.

Jon smiles and gives her a kiss on the cheek, picks up their bags and begins to head out towards the train, for the last leg of their trip.

Once inside the train, Daenerys grabs one of her bags in search of a nearby loo, to change. Jon being the gentleman he is, goes with her. As he waits for her, he flips through a magazine.

She tries on outfit after outfit and asks his opinion on each one. Finally after some time has passed, he walks over to the door and says,

"I understand how important this is to you, but you're a beautiful woman and you've got everything in the world going for you. I couldn't care less what you have on."

"Don't patronize me."

"You're funny." He goes back to sit down, as he hears approaching the door on the other side.

"Yeah, but I feel like crap. And if you feel like crap, its way better to look hot while you're doing it," she says at she exits out of the bathroom.

"Mission accomplished."

"Really? I have one more I want to try on." quickly going back into the bathroom and almost knocking down a teenager who also has been patiently waiting to use the bathroom.

"I like the red one better." He says.

"I'll let her know," Jon responds.

After a couple of minutes, Dany emerges from the bathroom wearing a new dress. Jon checks it out.

"Mmmm."

"Mmmm, nice dress? Or mmm ... Gorgeous, I was insane to let you go!"

Dany looks over at the teenager who is ogling her and asks for his opinion.

"I'd do you .. ummm .." looking nervously towards Jon, "I mean, if it's alright with you."

Dany smiles at him, then goes back inside the restroom. Jon, amused by all this, steps closer to the door.

"You know, they say you can tell everything you need to know about a person from the way they act when they're naked."

"I don't do naked. My sister? She does naked."

Finally deciding on the dress, they make their way to their seats. The train arrives at the station, he grabs the bags, and hails a cab to the hotel where the cocktails will take place. Jon pays the cab and then the bellhop, to hold their bags during cocktails. After he finishes, he turns around to see Dany is patiently waiting for her by the lobby. He takes her in, having the time now to truly appreciate how she looks. She's wearing the red dress. It's a deep red, long dress, with straps that hung off the shoulders, leaving her chest open. The teenager was right, she looks hot in that red dress. As he approaches her, she's hyperventilating and begins taking deep breaths in and out.