HE’S SERIOUS ABOUT marrying me. That’s the only fact that ran through my mind as we prepared for our wedding. And now, we’re here in a known local boutique to have our fitting.
"Good morning, Miss Jannah and Sir Jeremy. This way, please." The lady lead us towards a room where we were greeted by a lot of wedding dresses, making my mouth hung in awe.
The room is massive, and each side of the room has a hanger rack on which the dresses were hung. There was a couch in the middle of the room and in front of it is a huge closed platform with double doors.
Oh, wow.
I turned to Jeremy, and I almost blinked when I caught him staring at me with a small smile on his face, causing my heart to kick.
Damn. I shouldn't mind his stares.
I cleared my throat. "What about you?"
"You first. I want to see you in your wedding dress."
"You might fall harder," I joked and smirked at him.
Taking a step closer to me, he playfully grinned as his stares became intense. "I already did."
A gasp escaped fro
