THE BILLIONAIRE’S MARRIAGE
“Do you want to just have a nice friendly date with this guy or do you want him to look at you as a romantic prospect?”
Her cheeks heated. “Romantic prospect, of course.” Oh, gosh, if he didn’t look at her romantically, she’d just be crushed. So crushed. Her hopes were up so high.
“Then do you really think wearing something that looks like a Sunday school dress is going to get his attention?”
Chagrined, Sarah looked down at the dress they’d decided on. It was subdued, a red-and-orange, patterned sundress with a long skirt, a scoop neck, and cap sleeves. “I guess not. What should I wear then?”
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