LUCAS’ POV

The drive to the mall took longer than I expected, especially because Samantha seemed lost in her own world of oblivion, with her face turned to the other side of the window– If we were going to live together for six months we might as well start getting used to it from… now.

"I think we'd go for Ines Di Santos collections, their wedding dresses last summer were terrific!" I said, trying to start a conversation with her.

"Uhuh," she grunted in response, I glanced at her, she didn't seem interested in saying anything.

And for the rings, "I'm thinking Tiffany and co. But it's too basic, I mean… their last collection wasn't so enticing. Personally I prefer Harry Winston's, which do you think we should go for?" I questioned, as I stared at her from the corner of my eyes.

She sat up straight and tugged at her hair, "Whatever you want… Mr Storm,"

I was about to reply to her and didn't notice we were already in front of the mall,

"We're here!" I said, sounding excited– Personally, I would ma