Chapter one hundred and fourteen:
Zac had left his two older brothers alone in the studio and had gone home early to shower. The entire cab ride to the house, he went over and over what he was going to say in his mind.

He showered and dressed in a simple black suit he had borrowed from Isaac and stood at the bottom of the stairs, waiting for Becky to be ready.

He glanced at his watch and groaned internally. He missed her already, even though he hadn’t seen her since earlier that morning.  

He stuffed his hands deep into the pockets of his dress pants and forced himself to deny the nervous feeling in his stomach.

Becky appeared at the top of the stairs, and descended slowly.

Zac felt his jaw drop. “You look… amazing.” He breathed.

“Really?” She smiled widely. “I wasn’t sure what to wear…”

“You look great.” He grinned.

She had chosen a simple black spaghetti strap dress, a pink cardigan and pearls.

She stopped at the bottom of the stairs and did a small mini-turn. “You’re sure?”

“Yeah, I think you look fantastic.” He grinned.

“Are we ready to go?” She asked.

“Yeah, um… sure.” He opened the door and she took his hand, following him outside.

“Do you mind if I ask why we’re doing this? You don’t have any really bad news to tell me, do you?” Becky asked.

“No, of course not… I just thought it would be nice to kind of go out, just the two of us, on a proper date…”

“But Zac, you know you don’t have to do this, right? I mean, you don’t have to spend money for fancy dinners and big dates…”

“I know, I don’t have to, but I want to.” He smiled and gently kissed her cheek.

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Christy was sitting at the kitchen table, eagerly waiting for Isaac to return home so she could spend the evening with him. She knew he was working hard, but she wanted to spend time with him, and if he felt like it, perhaps begin going over the details of their wedding with the new information his mother had emailed her.

She sighed heavily and turned the page in her newest issue of Cosmo.

The phone next to her rang, and she jumped to get to the phone before anyone else did.

“Hello?”

“Christy?”

She smiled broadly, recognizing the voice instantly as Isaac’s. “Hi honey, how are you?!”

“I’m alright, but we need to talk for a second, okay?”

“Of course, baby. What’s on your mind?” She leaned against the kitchen wall, pressing the phone to her ear.

“Well, you know how I said earlier that I’d come home as soon as I could and we’d spend the evening together?”

She closed her eyes tightly, knowing what he was going to say. “Yeah…”

“Well, Tay and I are working on this melody to go with a drum beat Zac laid down earlier, and I really think we should stay here and finish this thought process before we loose it, like last week…”

“So you’re not coming home tonight, then.” She said, forcing her voice to remain even. She didn’t want him to know how angry she was. “Even though you said you would be.”

“Yeah…”

“Even though you promised you would be.”

“Yeah… listen, I know you’re mad, honey, but we’ve still got all kinds of time to do this. There’s all next week and-“

“No, you know what, if work is more important than fine, you just stay there.” She slammed the phone down on the receiver and stormed upstairs.

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