Another surge of relief washed through Jack. “If you really like it,” he said, “I sent some sketches to a specialty clothing designer. All I have to do is call them back, and it’ll be ready in time for the wedding.”
She pulled back to look up at his face, still floored by it all. He just continued to pile it on and prolong her shock. “You..designed it for me? L-Love..I don’t know what to say..it’s too amazing.”
Deciding to show him her gratitude, she launched herself up to bound her arms around his shoulders, her lips colliding with his in a heated kiss.
“Just a few idea sketches,” he replied. “I don’t really know how to design cloth-"
But his words were cut off as she kissed him. He wrapped his arms around her and returned the kiss eagerly, humming happily against her lips, delighted that she liked his gift, and his ideas.
Jack Maple 