After dinner, Bella gave Adrianno a bath and got him ready for bed while I cleaned up.
I then finished up some laundry and took a shower. Once I had finished, I tucked him into sleep, sang him a lullaby, and he instantly fell asleep.
Bella went to take a shower while I cleaned up my room. Good thing I had a couch in my room that pulled out into a bed. Specifically, since Bella was always sleeping over, and because I got rid of the third bedroom for my workspace. Plus my bed was king-size, and I don't really take up the whole bed for myself. It was mostly for when Adrianno liked sleeping with me.
I started looking through my closet for outfits to take, right when Bella came out of the bathroom.
"Hey. Don't even look in your closet. Rachel and I bought you three dresses, two skirt outfits, and one with jeans. You have options to choose from for the weekend." She said as she put her stuff in her bag.
"Why so much, Bella?" I asked her.
"Who cares! And Rachel said since she didn't get you a gift for your birthday last month, this was your present. So the only thing you have to pack are toiletries, sleeping clothes, bras, panties, and bring those silver ankle strap heels I got you for Christmas. And those black lace-up stilettos we got shopping three weeks ago. They both match with all outfits." She explained and walked back into my bathroom.
"How do I even know if the clothing fits me?" I asked.
"Trust me...it does. You may design the clothes, but I know how to model it." She said playfully with a smirk.
We both laughed. The rest of the night, I finished packing, and we ended up watching a movie before going to bed.
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The next morning, I wake up around eight. Bella was still sleeping, so I decided to pack Adrianno's clothes and stuff for the weekend. After I started to prepare breakfast.
Around nine, I was done with breakfast, and Adrianno and Bella came to the dining table.
"Morning," I said handing Bella a cup of coffee as she sat down.
"Morning Madds." She said taking a sip.
"Hi, momma!" Adrianno said as he ran over to give me a hug.
"Good morning cupcake," I said and gave him a kiss on his forehead.
"So, you are staying over with granny and grandpapa for the weekend. Remember to behave, and listen to them. If I hear otherwise, no tv after dinner for a week." I said seriously. He knows better than to misbehave when he is with his great grandparents.
"Yes, mommy." He said and began to eat his eggs and bacon.
After breakfast, we got ready to head to my grandparents' house. They lived twenty minutes away.
I had changed into black skinny jeans, a white button-down cardigan sweater. It had a v-neck shape, and it was like a crop top, just a bit bigger on me. I matched with black sandal heels. They weren't that high, but not that low. And they were pretty comfortable to walk in.
I made sure I had everything, and we packed everything into my brand new platinum grey Volkswagen Atlas. It had a red and black leather interior. It was one of the first things I bought after the house.
We drove to my grandparents' house, dropped off, and we started driving up to New York.
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Four hours later, we made it to Bella's campus. We picked up Rachel and continued.
Rachel is Bella's best friend. She was one of the very first people she met when she started college. They both sometimes come down to visit and hang out for the weekend.
An hour later we made it to New York.
It was 4:47 pm when we arrived at the apartment. Bella and Rachel were staying in one room, and I stayed in the other. It was a beautiful apartment. From the living room, you had an entire view of the city. There was a balcony from each room. Each room also had its own bathroom.
We all decided to sleep for a few hours, and at seven we would go out for dinner.
I was so tired that I didn't feel like changing into other clothes, so I took off my jeans and sweater, and slept under the cover in my bra and panties. It wasn't that long of a drive, but I already felt so tired.
When I woke up, I looked out, and it was already dark outside. You can see the buildings and the lights lighting up the beautiful city.
I changed back into the jeans and cardigan I had on and walked into the bathroom. I brushed my teeth, put my hair up into a messy bun, and added some lip gloss.
Once I finished cleaning myself up, I walked outside to the living room.
"You ready to go?" Bella asked as she grabbed a water bottle from the fridge. Rachel had just walked out of the room and walked towards the door.
"Yeah," I said as I walked over to the couch and picked up my black clutch with a golden chain. My phone was sitting right beside it.
It had one text from my grandmother.
'Maddie, just letting you know, everything is going fine. He just finished playing outside in the yard. Have fun and don't worry, he is in good hands. You may not call other than in the morning, or at night before he goes to bed, or I just won't answer your call! (;'
This was an hour ago.
'Okay, grandma. Thank you! Tell him I love him, and I will call you in the morning. Love you!'
I put my phone back in my purse and walked to the door where Bella and Rachel were waiting for me.
We walk down the street, looking for a restaurant Rachel said was to die for. Apparently, she came a few months ago with her boyfriend. Also that it is a high-end restaurant, many famous people have shown up there. I didn't really care for that, just as long I got to eat something.
We finally found it a few blocks away from the apartment. It was this cute corner restaurant. It was beautiful.
We got in line, waiting to tell the hostess we had reservations. Rachel called the brother of the owner, whom she was friends with since high school. He was able to get us a table for three.
It was then our turn, and we walked up to the host.
"Hello, welcome to Monte View. Do you have reservations?" She asked us.
"Yes. Under Rachel Greens?" Rachel gave the girl her name. The girl looked down at her tablet, searching for the name.
"Ummm...Yes. Ms. Rachel Greens. Table for three?" The woman asked.
"Yes," Rachel replied.
"Please, here your waitress, Deborah will take you to your table," she said looking over at the young girl standing to her right.
"Thank you," Rachel said, and we followed the waitress.
"Hi. Welcome. Here are your menus. I will be back to ask for your drinks." She said before walking away.
"So, Rach, what do you recommend?" Bella asked Rachel.
"Well, I have tried the steak. It is amazing. I've been told their plates of pasta are to die for. This is basically an Italian restaurant. So anything Italian you like, they have." She explained.
After a few minutes of looking through the menu, I finally chose the ribeye steak, with a side of salad, and mashed potatoes.
The waiter came back and asked for our drinks.
"Can I get a strawberry daiquiri?" Rachel ordered.
"I will have a mango one," Bella said.
"And I will have a glass of red wine," I said.
"Okay. So are you ladies ready to order, or do you need more time?" she asked us.
"No, we're ready," Bella said and looked down at her menu.
"I will have a garlic parmesan risotto," Bella ordered.
"And I will have a carbonara," Rachel ordered.
"And you miss?" she asked looking at me.
"I will have a medium steak, with a side of a Cesar salad and mashed potatoes," I said.
She read back all of the orders and then left to get our drinks.
A few minutes later, she comes back with our drinks.
"Thank you," I say before she walks away.