Imogen's POV

I looked in the mirror and sighed.

"Nope," I told my friend Amarinda.

I was starting to freak out. We had two months until the wedding and I still haven't found a dress yet. It all felt like a dream. I was being married to the funniest, naughtiest, and most handsome man I'd ever met, and I loved him like crazy. Somedays I could hardly believe how lucky I was. He was a prince and I was a lowly servant. Well, I was a lowly servant until Jaron made my father a nobleman and that made me a nobleman's daughter.

"Hello, earth to Imogen", scolded Amarinda, shaking me out of my daydreams.

She was holding up a dress that made my heart skip a beat.

It was strapless and sexy, yet modest and I knew it would make Jaron want to rip it off the second be saw me.

There were pearls circling around the bodice and the skirt was full, floor length and had layers of tulle.

It was stunning.

Jaron's POV

"Hey Jaron, do you smell something burning?"yelled Tobias.

Oh, poop. There goes my third round of bacon.

I was attempting to make lunch for my fiancée and so far, it wasn't going so well. I burnt the bacon thrice, sliced my finger while cutting potatoes and nearly dropped the cooked chicken, which was now sitting safely on the dining table.

I had made the table look all romantic too. I set out the prettiest dishes I could find, and lit scented candles.

Now the potatoes were done too, and I just had to focus on the bacon for the salad and the garlic bread.

I put more bacon in the pan to start crisping up and then popped the garlic bread in the oven.

I heard voices and laughter coming from the hall.

Imogen was coming! I set the bread and salad on the table and went in a corner of the room to wait for her.

She walked into the room and looked for me. I slowly crept behind her and waited. She was so perfect in every way. Her long brown hair fell down her back in perfect waves, and her curves were shaped perfectly.

I placed my hands around her waist and she turned around, surprised ever so slightly.

"Hey honey", I said kissing her full on the lips.

"Aww, you did this all for me?"

"You're worth the pain of slicing my finger and burning the bacon", I said, nuzzling her neck.

She kissed my cheek, telling me that she was going to get dressed for lunch.

She swung her hips as she walked out the door and I could tell that she purposefully did that.

Imogen's POV

I swung my hips extra hard as I walked out the door, because I knew how that drives Jaron crazy.

I dumped my bag on the bed and tried to decide what to wear. I was already trying to drive him crazy so I decided to wear something flirty and sweet. I decided on a lightweight dress that was a dark blue. It was snug at the bust and pretty short.

I walked back to the dining room and sat down across from Jaron. We were sitting at a little table and so we weren't that far apart from each other. I could tell he was checking out my curves from the way his eyes kept roaming.

Finally I said "my eyes are up here, you know."

He smiled.

"Yes, but there's more exciting stuff going on down there."

I laughed as he asked me what I did today.

When I tell him I finally picked a dress for the wedding he asked me to show him.

"No way! I'm going to make you suffer!"

"Oh really, because I know how to see it."

"How?"

I listen as he tells me he knows where I kept it. Of course, he's right. I kept it with Amarinda because otherwise it would be in our room and he would see it.

He starts eating again and I watch him. He's been through so much for me and that shows how much he loves me. His hair flops in his eyes and I can tell he knows I'm staring at him.

He asks me if we are going to work on seating arrangements tonight. I say yes and decide to wear something even more flirty later.