It seemed like Caleb Sterling was seeking Sierra Summers' approval, yet it also brought an immense sense of pressure to Sierra.
Faced with such male allure, Sierra Summers of course… of course couldn't hold out.
*
Sierra's flushed face carried a hint of bashfulness and allure, her eyes wandering, as if a thread could be drawn when she looked at Caleb Sterling.
Caleb held her in his embrace, his expression already calm, with only a slight sweat on his forehead.
The two held each other quietly.
In this short while, there couldn't have been anything serious, just a bit of flirtation.
However, this did provide Caleb with some inspiration.
Sierra's voice was sticky and sweet, "Honey, what should we do about this wedding dress?"
Caleb glanced at her full curves, pondered for a moment, then held her tighter, "We'll replace it. Didn't you have your eyes on several others? I'll have them sent over."
