Signed, Sealed, Seduced?
“Thank you.”
The assistant looked at him. “Are you going to say anything else?”
Damian glanced at her. “What should I say?”
“That you look like a man who just saw his future wife for the first time.”
I nearly choked.
Damian smiled. “She isn’t my wife yet.”
“Yet,” the woman replied.
I laughed nervously. “Next dress.”
The assistant handed me another, then another, and another. Some were elegant, some were dramatic, one had an enormous train that nearly swallowed me. When I walked out wearing it, Damian laughed, I glared at him.